Real life version:Smokey Monster did in fact get out of the island thanks to the Widmores of this world and those politicians bought by them
Back to the escapist show:
After having been one of the lost fans – in the sense that the show lost me for 4 years because it was illogical, I eventually became a Lost fan. I caught up with the reruns and decided that logic doesn’t apply to this show.
I cannot improve over this summary done before the finale
but having seen the finale, this is my comment
What happened, happened, and what didn’t (the AU) gave nice emotional closure.
No one died alone.
Now to the fictional reality:
There was one detail from what happened that made me very happy: Ben telling Hurley
“Those were Jacob’s rules, you can make your own. You do what you do best: help people”
It was satisfying on two levels – the island is no longer going to be a sadistic jungle in the name of “free will” and second: it finally acknowledged openly what a sick moron Jacob has been (remember, he ordered Ben to kill all DI, kidnap kids and harass the Losties ).
I think Ben’s redemption started when he told Hurley he is not bound by those rules.
As a reward, he was put in the position of setting right all the wrongs Jacob did.
It’s why I believe that he was out of the church because he was still the island protector at the time.
I never expected answers to questions – I learned since they dropped the numbers that this was not that kind of show. Plot-wise it was a mess – and it remained consistently so to the end.
But emotionally, it paid off – in the AU and reality – with the “new rules” (cue Bill Maher)
“There shall be no more idiotic rules set by someone who lived isolated their entire lives from other human beings”
“If someone accidentally discovers the cave of light, he/she will be gently transported back home, to their original lives”
“There will be no more questions, answers, polar bears or numbers”
There will be no more people on the island and a cork shall be provided to close BP’s mess”
could anyone stop thinking of the real Smokey out there?
The real Smokey has a real talent for avoiding getting photographed – you just saw all its images from Google
For those still confused, a pretty good answer sheet here
Here’s what I got: All the stuff that happened on the island actually did happen. (“Whatever happened, happened.”) Meanwhile, all the stuff that took place in the “sideways” universe this season was really in a Matrix-like purgatory after each individual character died, although they all died at different times and although they all resemble each other from the period they “knew” each other, because it would be too “Six Feet Under” if Kate came to the church as an old woman. And all this despite what Christian Shephard said about everything being “real.”
At the beginning of the world, there was the island, and there was a light. This light was the heart of all life. As such, it represented not only what we term as ‘life’, but also what we call ‘death’. It is both the Yin and the Yang, and the continuing balance between the 2 ensures the world’s survival.
Later, humans found this island. One human found the light. This human became its first Protector. This human, and his or her successors, built beliefs (the Rules) and institutions (the Temple, the Dharma hatches) around the supernatural properties of the island. These beliefs and institutions are neither right nor wrong, but the result of imperfect human experience….
But both (mythos and character) do matter! And I think the writers did see it like this. The case is not an ‘either-or.’
This argument can be captured in that dialogue between Desmond and Jack, as they were at the mouth of the cave of light, contemplating what was going to happen next. (See dialogue below; emphasis mine).
Desmond: Him destroying the island. You destroying him. It doesn’t matter. When you’re going to lower me in that light, I’m going to go somewhere else. A place where we could be with the ones we love, and never think about this damn island again. And you know the best part Jack?
Desmond: You’re in this place. We sat together in Oceanic Flight 815. It never crashed. We spoke to each other. You seemed happy. You know, maybe I can find a way to bring you there too.
Jack: Desmond, I tried that once. There are no shortcuts. No do-overs. What happened, happened. Trust me, I know. All of this matters.