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So we bought the munchies...



put the kids to bed early...



drank caffeinated anything to stay awake...



and catch the whole two and a half hour LOST sha-bang...



only to still feel entirely confused???



Seriously.



If you understood it...help a girl out!



And here's to hoping the 24 finale is better tv than that!

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Anonymous said…
Here in England they showed it at 5am (9pm California time) so that we didn't hear spoilers from across the Atlantic.

I had read over and over again all questions would be answered, in fact I was left with more questions. It was an "easy" ending but it the when, how, what's were lost on me.

Sigh!

And now I'm drinking a caffinated anything to stay away all today! :)
May 24, 2010 at 4:10 AM
Marissa's Dad said…
There's no understanding- it was written intentionally vague to foster internet discussion.
May 24, 2010 at 6:55 AM
JSmith5780 said…
I was so disappointed that I stayed up for that!

Pass the coffee! It'll be a miracle if I make it through the day.
May 24, 2010 at 8:41 AM
Anonymous said…
Just watched a glimpse of it because I left it in the first season. I clicked on comments to see if anyone had an explanation - no luck!

In the bit I saw it appeared Long and the Koreans had a premonition of the plane crash from the hospital - ? Time-warping is almost always hard to get right on tv.

I know. No help from me!

Barbara
May 25, 2010 at 1:46 PM
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