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Boy, am I glad I get these from other TV show finales, because I sure as hell wasn't going to get many from the Lost finale.
See, here's the thing. I like my TV shows to have season-long arcs. You know, where you can watch the entire season on DVD in one sitting during a rainy weekend and it's just like watching a very looooooong miniseries. That's the sole reason this finale bugs me.
Contrast it with the Veronica Mars finale. (And I know I've turned into a VM-aholic, but bear with me, 'kay?) If they never decided to renew the show for another season, that would have been fine with me, because really, that first season covers everything. You end the season knowing who killed Lilly and who raped Veronica and have some nice, not-overly-bothersome loose ends that can either trail off into fanfiction or be used to build a solid foundation for next season's storylines.
Series-long arcs piss me off, especially if everything seems to be a series-long arc. What did we come out of tonight's season finale with that we didn't know before, kids? *puts on Arzt's hat ... ew*
-- We know who the Others are ... sort of.
-- We know what they want with Walt ... kind of.
-- We saw the monster ... kind of.
-- We know what's in the hatch ... maybe.
So basically, it's the same way we've ended every other episode -- without any real resolution. The baby has a name? So what? Charlie found the heroin? Yeah, and now what? The Others want Walt instead of Aaron? Well, great. For what?
I think this bugs me a lot because I'm one of those people who writes my novels in a series almost always. When I plan out a novel, it's always five books in a series or three books or whatever. In my head, The Monsters of Moosic is at least the start of a five-book series. I've already got the four after it pretty much sketched out in my head, with a handful of series-long arcs and then the arc for each book. That's why season finales like this drive me bonkers. I don't want everything answered, for God's sake, but I at least want something resolved with a solid answer. Anything. The monster is really Nightcrawler with a Greta Garbo complex. The Others are unwashed hillbillies with plans to dominate the world through spoiled, superpowered brats. The ladder in the hatch leads down to the second level of "Super Mario Brothers". For Christ's sake, give me SOMETHING.
Ahem.
Having said all that, I was still thoroughly entertained, right up until they were doing the montage of the plane, and Shannon was digging through her purse, and Boone handed her her inhaler, and then I promptly burst into wracking sobs and haven't been anywhere less than barely suppressing my tears since. It's so fucked up, because I swear since I saw that, and since I spent the entire episode seeing Shannon so upset, it was just ... it felt like a real person that I missed, and ... and I'm crying all over again.
Jesus, I never thought I'd miss Boone this much. I loved him and all, because for all his dopey inability to do anything right, he meant well. But, damn it. *swipes at eyes with the back of my hand*
Okay, I'll do the rest of this by character, just so I don't ramble forever.
Locke: Damn, he's a creepy fuck. I mean, I like him, I do. I think tonight was a perfect display of the fact that I do love all of these characters (with the exception of Kate, and even she wasn't bad tonight), I just don't like what the storyline does with them a lot of the time. But Locke is so going to turn out to be the fucked-up drink-the-Kool-Aid guy in the jungle everybody's afraid to go to until he wiggles his fingers and cures your tropical foot rot or something. Not to say that that's not a handy trick, but still.
Jack: See, I liked Jack tonight. He had an excellent point when he said how everyone was willing to listen to him only as long as they agreed with him. Dude, you can put him in that position, but you have to execute that leadership position as he sees fit. You can't just hand him that responsibility in the beginning of the season and then spend the rest of the season saying, "Well, I don't agree with you. I'll just do what I want." Bugger OFF. Let the man do his island job, all right?
On the other hand, Jack, if you could just stay ten feet away from Kate at all times, I'd like you more. Honest.
Kate:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
titti taunted me with mental images of the dynamite blowing you up. And damn it, they didn't come true. Seriously, hacking at old dynamite with a pickax? WINNER.
Hurley: I don't like big guys in a romantic capacity, but ... marry me. No, really, marry me. You are witty and wonderful and cursed and I wanted to cuddle you like mad. And you got lost on your mom's birthday? Oh, my God, Hugo's mommy! *cuddles her, too* Also, best flashback sequence ever. Also, "You've got Arzt on you." HEE.
Charlie: I swear to God, Charlie, I hope Claire finds that heroin and smacks you up the head with her journal and reminds you that there's a baby in the caves with the drugs. You know, when you're just being cute and flustering and fawning all over Claire, I love you, but JESUS. Where's your head? I thinkliterarylemming's babyproofing Charlie should zip over from another dimension and punch you one. (Then again, gunpowder wound cauterizing. So I think Sayid did his work for him.)
Claire: AWWW. *hugs you* Look, Beelzebaby's okay. And to make you feel better, I'd be the first to "reassure" you by telling you point-blank that taking care of a newborn on an island like that is going to suck. Also, I like Aaron. I went to high school with a really nice guy named Aaron. Good name. (By the way, I looked through the guesses everybody made on that post and I swear to God, I couldn't find anyone guessing that name. I may have lucked out, considering how busy I am. Unless someone did guess it and I just missed it? I don't know.)
Danielle: I can see where you're coming from, doll, but you? Friggin' batshit.
Sayid: SAYID! You are smart and brave, and if you don't hook up with Shannon next season, I will have to have words with you. You're more intelligent than to let that go, and you won't put up with her shit, which she needs.
Shannon: Okay, forget I ever said anything against the Shannon/Sayid shipping. Seriously. I am officially on board the train. In fact, if anybody's looking for me, I'll be up in the engine, shoveling coal into the furnace like it's going out of style. Toot, toot!
You know why she's my favorite? Just ... all of that. She's trying to do everything by herself, without Boone to take of her, and it's just not working. And she's lugging around his stuff. Boone's clothes, for crying out loud. *hugs her*
Boone: *sobs again* Oh, sweetie, I wish you could see her. She misses you sooooooo much.
Walt: ACK! Come back, Walt! You're all-powerful and they're all fucked-up! Worst of all, they all look like actors too dirty to make the cast of a Rob Zombie horror movie, and that's BAD.
Michael: Aw. I feel sorry for you for being stuck fifteen miles from land without your raft or your kid, even though the Nelson in my head is yelling, "HA, HA!" I'm sorry, but didn't I tell you this was a bad idea? I did? Well, see, this is what happens when people ignore me.
Sawyer: With the shirtless! And the singing! And the you-really-want-to-hire-me-for-Gambit hair! And "Who is Hugo and why does he have 160 million dollars?"! Bwahahaha! Please don't be dead. You know that saying about being too pretty to die? Learn it, live it, love it. Seriously.
Jin: No wonder you wanted that watch back so badly! *hugs you* You're all about saving Sun, aren't you? Well, sweetie, we are right behind you. (Unless you get eaten by sharks during the summer, in which case, ACK. GYAH. HELP ME.)
Sun: You're just a big, sweet, gorgeous earth mother, aren't you? *worships*
Boy, am I glad I get these from other TV show finales, because I sure as hell wasn't going to get many from the Lost finale.
See, here's the thing. I like my TV shows to have season-long arcs. You know, where you can watch the entire season on DVD in one sitting during a rainy weekend and it's just like watching a very looooooong miniseries. That's the sole reason this finale bugs me.
Contrast it with the Veronica Mars finale. (And I know I've turned into a VM-aholic, but bear with me, 'kay?) If they never decided to renew the show for another season, that would have been fine with me, because really, that first season covers everything. You end the season knowing who killed Lilly and who raped Veronica and have some nice, not-overly-bothersome loose ends that can either trail off into fanfiction or be used to build a solid foundation for next season's storylines.
Series-long arcs piss me off, especially if everything seems to be a series-long arc. What did we come out of tonight's season finale with that we didn't know before, kids? *puts on Arzt's hat ... ew*
-- We know who the Others are ... sort of.
-- We know what they want with Walt ... kind of.
-- We saw the monster ... kind of.
-- We know what's in the hatch ... maybe.
So basically, it's the same way we've ended every other episode -- without any real resolution. The baby has a name? So what? Charlie found the heroin? Yeah, and now what? The Others want Walt instead of Aaron? Well, great. For what?
I think this bugs me a lot because I'm one of those people who writes my novels in a series almost always. When I plan out a novel, it's always five books in a series or three books or whatever. In my head, The Monsters of Moosic is at least the start of a five-book series. I've already got the four after it pretty much sketched out in my head, with a handful of series-long arcs and then the arc for each book. That's why season finales like this drive me bonkers. I don't want everything answered, for God's sake, but I at least want something resolved with a solid answer. Anything. The monster is really Nightcrawler with a Greta Garbo complex. The Others are unwashed hillbillies with plans to dominate the world through spoiled, superpowered brats. The ladder in the hatch leads down to the second level of "Super Mario Brothers". For Christ's sake, give me SOMETHING.
Ahem.
Having said all that, I was still thoroughly entertained, right up until they were doing the montage of the plane, and Shannon was digging through her purse, and Boone handed her her inhaler, and then I promptly burst into wracking sobs and haven't been anywhere less than barely suppressing my tears since. It's so fucked up, because I swear since I saw that, and since I spent the entire episode seeing Shannon so upset, it was just ... it felt like a real person that I missed, and ... and I'm crying all over again.
Jesus, I never thought I'd miss Boone this much. I loved him and all, because for all his dopey inability to do anything right, he meant well. But, damn it. *swipes at eyes with the back of my hand*
Okay, I'll do the rest of this by character, just so I don't ramble forever.
Locke: Damn, he's a creepy fuck. I mean, I like him, I do. I think tonight was a perfect display of the fact that I do love all of these characters (with the exception of Kate, and even she wasn't bad tonight), I just don't like what the storyline does with them a lot of the time. But Locke is so going to turn out to be the fucked-up drink-the-Kool-Aid guy in the jungle everybody's afraid to go to until he wiggles his fingers and cures your tropical foot rot or something. Not to say that that's not a handy trick, but still.
Jack: See, I liked Jack tonight. He had an excellent point when he said how everyone was willing to listen to him only as long as they agreed with him. Dude, you can put him in that position, but you have to execute that leadership position as he sees fit. You can't just hand him that responsibility in the beginning of the season and then spend the rest of the season saying, "Well, I don't agree with you. I'll just do what I want." Bugger OFF. Let the man do his island job, all right?
On the other hand, Jack, if you could just stay ten feet away from Kate at all times, I'd like you more. Honest.
Kate:
titti taunted me with mental images of the dynamite blowing you up. And damn it, they didn't come true. Seriously, hacking at old dynamite with a pickax? WINNER. Hurley: I don't like big guys in a romantic capacity, but ... marry me. No, really, marry me. You are witty and wonderful and cursed and I wanted to cuddle you like mad. And you got lost on your mom's birthday? Oh, my God, Hugo's mommy! *cuddles her, too* Also, best flashback sequence ever. Also, "You've got Arzt on you." HEE.
Charlie: I swear to God, Charlie, I hope Claire finds that heroin and smacks you up the head with her journal and reminds you that there's a baby in the caves with the drugs. You know, when you're just being cute and flustering and fawning all over Claire, I love you, but JESUS. Where's your head? I think
literarylemming's babyproofing Charlie should zip over from another dimension and punch you one. (Then again, gunpowder wound cauterizing. So I think Sayid did his work for him.) Claire: AWWW. *hugs you* Look, Beelzebaby's okay. And to make you feel better, I'd be the first to "reassure" you by telling you point-blank that taking care of a newborn on an island like that is going to suck. Also, I like Aaron. I went to high school with a really nice guy named Aaron. Good name. (By the way, I looked through the guesses everybody made on that post and I swear to God, I couldn't find anyone guessing that name. I may have lucked out, considering how busy I am. Unless someone did guess it and I just missed it? I don't know.)
Danielle: I can see where you're coming from, doll, but you? Friggin' batshit.
Sayid: SAYID! You are smart and brave, and if you don't hook up with Shannon next season, I will have to have words with you. You're more intelligent than to let that go, and you won't put up with her shit, which she needs.
Shannon: Okay, forget I ever said anything against the Shannon/Sayid shipping. Seriously. I am officially on board the train. In fact, if anybody's looking for me, I'll be up in the engine, shoveling coal into the furnace like it's going out of style. Toot, toot!
You know why she's my favorite? Just ... all of that. She's trying to do everything by herself, without Boone to take of her, and it's just not working. And she's lugging around his stuff. Boone's clothes, for crying out loud. *hugs her*
Boone: *sobs again* Oh, sweetie, I wish you could see her. She misses you sooooooo much.
Walt: ACK! Come back, Walt! You're all-powerful and they're all fucked-up! Worst of all, they all look like actors too dirty to make the cast of a Rob Zombie horror movie, and that's BAD.
Michael: Aw. I feel sorry for you for being stuck fifteen miles from land without your raft or your kid, even though the Nelson in my head is yelling, "HA, HA!" I'm sorry, but didn't I tell you this was a bad idea? I did? Well, see, this is what happens when people ignore me.
Sawyer: With the shirtless! And the singing! And the you-really-want-to-hire-me-for-Gambit hair! And "Who is Hugo and why does he have 160 million dollars?"! Bwahahaha! Please don't be dead. You know that saying about being too pretty to die? Learn it, live it, love it. Seriously.
Jin: No wonder you wanted that watch back so badly! *hugs you* You're all about saving Sun, aren't you? Well, sweetie, we are right behind you. (Unless you get eaten by sharks during the summer, in which case, ACK. GYAH. HELP ME.)
Sun: You're just a big, sweet, gorgeous earth mother, aren't you? *worships*
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Date: 2005-05-26 01:37 pm (UTC)