Lost is Over

Last night my wife and I finished what felt like 6 years of weekly movie screenings. The production was that good. We'd actually store them up and watch them in marathon sessions because we couldn't just watch one. We needed another and another. And boy did it suck to have to go to bed knowing there were more still in the Tivo queue.

But it's over. All good things must come to an end.

I don't think I realized what an event it was until I opened the newspaper and then my emails today. Story after story about reactions to the final episode. Of course there was disappointment, but I think that is just because people will miss the show. We all know ways it could have continued, but we're lucky it had a proper ending. How many times have shows been canceled without closure? We got closure last night. Like we did with the Sopranos and like I hope I'll personally get with Rescue Me soon.

What made me write this? Probably the Fast Company article I read this morning. Which led me to watch a couple of Lost Podcast episodes. And the conversation I hear outside my office doors going on right now about how emotionally drained everyone is from last night.

Not bad for a TV show. A TV show which allowed us to suspend our disbelief (substantially) every week and enabled us to forget our troubles for an hour.  They say we'll never see another show like this again. Why do I find that hard to believe? I mean, we still have Mad Men.

But I'll miss Lost. The crazy roller coaster has ended.