We Want To Get More Lost
My housemate and I are feeling pretty shitty right now. We finished watching the last remaining episodes of Lost (season 1) at 3am last night after a saga of DIY home cinema, peanutbutter & jelly sandwiches and Sri Lankan tea. For the past week, our heroin has been Lost. Our cells crave and ache for it. We have been having uneasy dreams about John Locke, jungles and Sun’s hourglass figure.
It had been our ritual to sms each other on the way home each night. Whomever was at home was to begin the ritual of booting up the laptop and warming up the projector so that we could start our Lost fix as soon as possible. There’s just something so compelling about a show that revolves around a bunch of messed up misfits marooned on an island with strange secrets and monsters.
So last night was the last episode and we’re terribly disappointed because there was no conclusion. The frigging first season ends in a cliffhanger. What the heow? This is just bad film-making at its worst.
How can we possibly not watch season 2 now?
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