Lost has to be one of my favorite TV shows of all time. Yes, it can be annoying. Yes, it can be evilly slow. Yes, its twists and turns can make me want to throw up, but there's no question that it keeps me engaged. We just finished the final DVD of season two last night,1 and the thought of season three, which starts in early October, has me positively salivating.
I think it's safe to say that no program has ever caused me to question so much. Every ten seconds I blurt out, "What the hell was that?," or, "Maybe…" — it's all quite fun. Frustrating, but fun. Though I've done pretty well with my guesses, I've definitely had my fair share of misses, and I think that, more than anything, is what keeps me interested. I really can't wait to see how it all ties together, but given that the show sometimes moves at a snail's pace, it may take the producers half a decade to sort everything out.
When I can find a free second I'm going to dive into some of the crazy fan sites to see what others have figured out and where they think the show is headed.
I originally started recording the first season on my TiVo, but after it hiccuped a few times and failed to record the show, I just kind of gave up (there's no question that those first few episodes were slow slow slow). Then, my girlfriend decided she wanted to start watching it and so when she Netflix'd it I tagged along. ↩