The Ending of LOST (Spoiler Alert)

This is random and I’m sorry. Look, I know LOST has been off the air forever and a day. I know that most people have moved on from it. Hell, even I have moved on. But every now and then, no actually all the time, people say something about the ending of LOST that sends my brain through a crushed ice machine. So, for the love of freaking Jacob, please listen to what I’m saying and know that I’m right because it’s in the actual freaking dialogue. (Spoiler alert) THEY WERE NOT DEAD THE WHOLE TIME!

Endings That People Pay For Don’t Discredit The Entire Story

It was a popular theory while the show was still on. But listen, no professional writer these days would write a story with that ending. The problem with endings like “it was all a dream” or “they were dead the whole time and none of it mattered” is that everything you’ve written before that loses all its credibility and it didn’t matter. There’s no way that would’ve survived an undergrad creative writing workshop, let alone a fafillion-dollar industry where people get thousands of thousands against hundreds of thousands of dollars for completed film scripts, and writers rooms that have to answer to show runners and executives.

So, I get that it was the ending everyone wanted, but it would’ve been a stupid ending. Also, everyone that wanted that ending complained about it when it seemingly actually happened anyway. But it didn’t actually happen because THEY WERE NOT DEAD THE WHOLE TIME!

I do not know how people seem to get the idea that they were dead the whole time. I think people didn’t pay attention. Maybe they were too busy live-tweeting the ending, or just clinging to the idea that they had for so long. It’s strange to me that people still to this day think that they were all dead the whole time. And not just people who heard about it, but people who actually watched the show.

Jack’s father explains everything!

Let me say this to you: if you actually watched the show through to the end and you still believe today that they were all dead the whole time, we can’t be friends. This is not a matter of individual interpretation. This is a matter of you literally just not wanting to care enough to pay freaking attention.

Here is the entire series on Blu-Ray on Amazon. Just so you know, I’m a member of the Amazon Associates Program and earn from qualifying purchases with the ad below.

You can also stream the series on Amazon Prime and some other streaming services, at least for now.

Anyway, the thing is, it’s actually in the dialogue that they were not dead the whole time. Jack’s father literally explains this shit to him in one of the lasts scenes in the show. Jack’s father tells Jack that some of them died on the island, some of them died long after. If you watch the last episode and actually pay attention, you’ll see.

Damon Lindelof Explains The Ending of Lost in an Interview

Here’s an interview on The Verge where Damon Lindelof actually explains this to yet another interviewer who didn’t actually pay attention to the ending of LOST. Check around the 11:00 minute mark.

No, Damon Lindelof. It was clear. Yes, there were problems with some of the other mysteries, but not this one. You did good. Everyone else that didn’t pay attention = bad.

A little later, Damon Lindelof also wrote this interesting piece on The Hollywood Reporter about why he’s super done with trying to explain the ending. However, I’m not there yet. Until people stop casually mentioning it to me as a conversation starter, I’m not done.

And to the people who watched this interview and still think they were all dead the whole time: don’t do that. I’m not kidding.

It’s 2020 and I know I need to move on. There are more important things, like the state of our democracy and the potential for our current president to not honor the system if he loses the presidential election, but when people mention the incorrect ending of LOST, I can’t help it. I try my hardest to shut down and go home, but I’m unable ignore the cataclysmic ridiculousness that has manifested itself. It’s extremely hard for me to let this go. I’ll work on it, I guess. Now I’ll have this blog post to point people to which might help keep my head from exploding as often.

And sorry about the “we can’t be friends” thing. We can be friends. I guess. But seriously, start paying attention, at least to the easy stuff. Please, for the love of Jacob, pay attention.

Did you pay attention to the ending of LOST? Do you still believe they were dead the whole time? You’re wrong, but you can leave me a comment at the bottom of this post anyway!

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Eric Shay Howard and his Lost Season 6 Blu-Ray
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Recitatif, Resurrection, Arrow, and The Flash

If you’re new to my blog, you’ll want to know that I’m completely reading every page of The Norton Introduction to Literature: Shorter 11th Edition, by Kelly J. Mays, in it’s entirety, and blogging about it in an incredibly confusing way alongside my rants about life and stuff.

I took an AP English class in high school and had to read Beloved, a novel by Toni Morrison, and a spectacular one if you haven’t read it. I remember hearing that “Recitatif” was Toni Morrison’s only published short story, but I somehow never read it. I rectified that recently; it was the next story in The Norton Introduction to Literature. It’s a story about two girls who met at a home for children. I had to do some “research” after I read it because I was curious about the title and other things. I don’t really feel that the dialogue was very “musical”, if that’s what she was going for there. Strange thought, maybe there are operas of this short story somewhere? I guess if you put it to music, you never know. I suppose I’m over thinking it, and the real point of the title is the short moments of the lives brought together, and the “rhythm” of it all. At least, that’s what Wikipedia says.

I got sidetracked.

I also got caught up on the second season of Resurrection. I appreciate the fact that they aren’t going for an overly religious tone, even if that question does seem to pop up every now and then. Things are getting interesting, finally. The first season was incredibly short, I’m wondering if this second season will be just as quick, too.

I also watched the newest episodes of Arrow. Thea can totes kick butt now, and that’s pretty awesome.  Oh, and The Flash is getting better. I feel like it’s somehow being rushed, but if memory serves me correctly I felt that way about Arrow and first, too. At least once Barry Allen puts on his costume, he really does the whole “new to being a hero” thing well. It almost feels like the opposite of what happened to Oliver Queen. Well, kind of. I wonder if that was intentional?

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A & P, Dark Meadow, and Once Upon A Time

I stayed home from my Acting One class today (actually, yesterday, because my blogs are usually a day late due to the rigorous editing process I put myself through) in an attempt to completely heal up good from not-Ebola. To be completely honest, I could use another day, but I got an email from my professor expressing his disappointment. I guess that means I should go back to class, even though I don’t go back to Acting One until Thursday. (That’s two days from now, even though I’m posting this tomorrow, on Wednesday. I know, it’s confusing. Don’t worry about it.)

The Savage Detectives novel that I’m reading for my English Literature class is starting to get a little more interesting. I’m still somewhat behind; I have to keep re-reading it to understand certain parts. The timeline is extremely confusing, and there are so many different perspectives. A classmate expressed her theory that it was originally two novels. I agree. It’s kind of a mess. I’ve had to take little breaks from it, watching and reading other things to not get burned out. I read another short story from The Norton Introduction to Literature, “A & P”, by John Updike. It was a quick story that I believe took place in the 60s. The story was short and not very eventful, but who am I to judge how eventful certain things are?

I also read a short story from my most recently purchased volume of Tin House, “Dark Meadow”, by Adam Johnson. It was a strange piece about a hacker who is “studying” some “illegal images”. It was written in a way that made me think more about the modern concern over our privacy and big data, but I’m really not sure if that’s what the author was going for. I guess an author never really knows how their story will be taken, though. In my creative writing class, I read from a short story that I finally finished today. (Or was it yesterday? Never mind, don’t worry about it.) I use the term “finished” loosely, because is anything ever really finished? Anyway, the images that stuck with the students who listened really surprised me. It even pointed some things about my writing that I didn’t know I liked.

Last but not least, I got caught up on the 4th season of Once Upon A Time. I’d like to spend the rest of this blog post complaining about how I feel like the show isn’t grabbing my attention that much anymore. The Frozen storyline doesn’t seem all that exciting, and I could care less about Elsa and Anna. I’m much more interested in the relationship between Regina and Robin Hood. This season could be entirely about that and I’d be happy. Finally finding out that Emma’s car is Herbie the Love Bug would sweeten the deal. I mean come on, where else could the writers have possibly been going with that?

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The Savage Detectives, Barn Burning, and Gotham

I’m behind in The Savage Detectives, a novel by Roberto Bolaño that I’m supposed to be reading for my English 300 class. The book is confusing to me and I’m not finding it to be a super enjoyable novel, either. Sometimes just being told to read something hinders it for me, but I’m not sure if that’s the reason or if I just don’t like the book. I definitely don’t have a good connection with any of the characters. Sure, they are the creative writing types, but that’s the only thing we seem to have in common. I feel like if I were to meet any of the fictitious “Visceral Realists” in real life, we wouldn’t get along very well.

Also, I met with my advisor about the sexuality identity class that’s not going my way. It turns out that I can drop it, which is excellent news, but when I got back home my good mood was ruined because I suddenly realized that I left a Jimmy John’s sandwich on the bus. All I could envision was my Italian Night Club with hot peppers and a bag of barbecue potato chips riding around in circles on 4th street here in Louisville. I curled into a ball, cried, and watched Gotham before work.

Gotham was a pleasant surprise. Jada Pinkett-Smith is wonderful in it, and the rest of the cast isn’t half bad, either. Robin Lord Taylor as Cobblepot (aka Penguin) is also keeping me interested. It’s a villain heavy show, which is a good thing because the villains are what make Batman interesting. I guess that’s true with any comic book, though. My only complaint about the show is the speed in which they seem to be trying to turn Bruce Wayne into Batman. Like, stop it. He’s 10 years old.

I also managed to get in one more story from The Norton Introduction to Literature, “Barn Burning”, by William Faulkner. The major theme from this story, family loyalty vs loyalty to the law, was a surprisingly welcomed departure from the themes I have been reading about all semester in my English 300 class. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for literature that deals with themes of civil rights issues, but I’ve read so much of that type of story lately that it was nice to just read about white people and arson for a change. Did I say that out loud?

I’m spending the remainder of my day today at home, still trying to recover completely from not-Ebola. After my sniffles are over, I need to continue my quest to find a second source of income. I’m sure I’ll blog about how that goes, too.

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Boys and Girls, and Araby

I wasn’t productive this weekend. I started re-watching Arrow and to get started on the new show The Flash, went to a bar with a friend, got drunk, and talked with him about Arrow and The Flash. My new friend is nice. He’s a heavy set black guy with three jobs and a yellow car. My boyfriend is jealous of him. My boyfriend is forty and my friend is twenty-eight, one year older than me. I think my boyfriend is afraid I’ll leave him for a man who’s younger than him. My friend keeps referring to my boyfriend as my husband. I keep telling him he’s not my husband; in fact I don’t believe he’s interested in ever marrying me at all. My boyfriend called me as my friend was driving me home. “You better talk to your husband,” my friend said after I answered it. I think it made my boyfriend uncomfortable.

I’m sober now and I’ve read “Araby” by James Joyce and “Boys and Girls” by Alice Munro from The Norton Introduction to Literature. Fox farms and Cinderella. James Joyce must have hated Cinderella or whatever version of that tale that he would have been exposed to. Yes, I just compared “Araby” to Cinderella. You may scold me now.

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