Time was my entire Wednesday night was dedicated to one thing: Lost. And a good chunk of my Thursday morning was dedicated to explaining the prior night's episode to my manager. Lost was the last show I completely geeked out on. At least for the first few seasons. I'd read online about it. Look for clues. Have long message board discussions about it. Loved it so much I felt compelled to buy Lost seasons 1, 2 and 3 on DVD.Unfortunately the show eventually collapsed under the weight of the mythology it had created, and I stopped caring long before it actually ended. Struggled to make it through each week's episode. In the end, none of that mythology mattered. I felt cheated by the finale - basically everything that drew me into the show early on (the mystery, the numbers, the polar bear, Darma, etc) was dismissed as not important in the end. And though the end was disappointing, the beginning was great. In my opinion season 1 remains one of the most brilliant TV seasons of a show ever.
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