Summary Judgment: Lost

Lost, shown above in a picture that features at least 5 people that are now dead, rocked my ass last night. If you saw it and disagree, I will cut you. If you didn't see it, you're probably not living a very fulfilling life. Like Mel.

The excitement I felt watching last night's episode represents a real return to form for me. After the first six episodes of the season, I was to the point where I was going around pronouncing to people that I was about to stop watching the show if it didn't stop pissing me off. This was all for show, of course, as I probably would have kept watching the show no matter what, but if it hadn't gotten better I wouldn't have liked it.

ATTENTION: SPOILERS AHEAD

For me, last night's Lost delivered what Monday's Heroes didn't. There were some revelations, some new mysteries, some sacrifices, sadness, happiness, triumph, etc. When Charlie sacrificed himself, I was ready to shed a tear or two. Not because I was so crazy about Charlie, but because he got so badass in his last episode. He knew he was going to die, and that made him lose all of his fear, and that rocked. Hard.

When Hurley saved the day, I literally jumped out of my seat and cheered. Even though I knew some bad shit was going to go down before the episode was through, I couldn't help but feel that same triumph that all the characters had started to feel.

Last, but most definitely not least, when Jack's flashback was revealed to actually have been a flashforward (maybe? sort of?), my jaw dropped. I've gotten pretty good at seeing plot twists coming, and I didn't see that coming at all. You did it again, writers. You've made me hungry for more.

If you don't watch Lost, then please ignore this post. Also, start watching it. Just go really fast through the middle of season 2 and the beginning of season 3.