Finding Lost

I've been obsessed by the TV show Lost since it started. I happened to be visiting a film festival (thank you Sergio and Chris at Cinema Paradise!) in Honolulu the night in September 2004 when the TV show premiered.

The festival was over (I think) and so I had taken a scenic driving tour around the island (gorgeous) that day and passed by where the most expensive TV pilot in history had been filmed. The local media was obsessed with how this show could create an Hawaiian boom. Getting caught up in the local hype myself, I made sure I was home at my hotel room -- eating a probably non-authentic Hawaiian pizza -- to catch the pilot. From then, I was hooked.

When I moved to England in early 2005 I had to wait for the series to start there but was soon back on track. The only hiccup was when Channel 4 lost the broadcast rights to Sky (boo!) and I had to buy DVD sets off eBay. I think that DVD set of Season 4 I watched almost in a single weekend it was so good (and it took my mind off a bad breakup).

So now for season five, living again back in the US of A, I've been glued to the set. I have to say this season hasn't blown me away completely -- of course things are confusing and I am about sick of the flashes of light/time travel blips. But last night's episode was probably the best hour of TV I've seen all year (sorry Don Draper) and proves that this smart, confounding, amazing show is worth sticking with. Here's one obsessive fan's analysis of what happened last night. I can't wait to see where the journey takes us next. The only thing that could make it better is if somehow Chuck Bass is revealed as the secret founder of the Dharma Initiative.