I'm really, really hooked on the ABC-TV show LOST.
I don't know what makes it so appealing for me. Maybe it's the vicarious pleasure I get by watching the characters survive in the jungle. Maybe it's Kate. Maybe it's the way the writers are into the slow reveal in how they tell the backstories of the main characters.
Who's my favorite? Hard to say. I didn't care at all about Hurley until we learned that he'd won the lottery and believed that the numbers he played brought him bad luck. Now I love the guy. And how about Sawyer? He's so bad he's good. Reminds me of one of my pretend boyfriends (which I now know, thanks to my live-in therapist/girlfriend) is just one of my versions of self.
Nothing in the show is predictable. Everything is possible on that island. Life, death, and leaving your wheelchair behind. The characters represent Jungian archetypes which is why we can relate to them.
I don't ever want them to leave.
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You're in fine company - my thirteen-year-old son also loves this show.
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