It's late and I've been working since six this morning, but if I don't blog about the LOST series finale, then I may as well hang up my keyboard and become, I don't know, an accountant or something.
I believe in no spoilers, so I'll wait a few days before going in depth into the episode and the series. I will say I saw the end from early on in the episode, but rather than being put off, I was so overjoyed that this was the route the creators decided to take, that I could barely sit still from the excitement and emotion.
It was nearly flawless. It was maybe the closest to truth that network television could ever hope to get. A little bit of heaven broke through, and millions of people got to share it.
There's a saying that my improv teacher drills into students: suggestion is opening, opening is form, the end is in the beginning. A fitting description of the series, for sure.
