I used to love LOST.
I wasn’t one of those maniacs on the web finding meaning in the brand of sneakers that nameless backround actress number 6 was wearing, but I would say I was a big fan.
LOST had some crazy twists and turns along he way but I was confident that it was all headed somewhere. Sure Mr. Echo’s brother’s corpse being on the island was a tad . . . hokey and sure every complete stranger on the plane seems to have been involved with one another somehow in the past before getting on the plane a billion miles from home (I go to the same deli everyday for breakfast and have never met anyone there that I already knew – imagine if I went to AUSTRALIA for an egg sandwich it could be like a high school reunion ! )Sure the Polar Bear that was never really explained, but what the hell right, it’s only a TV show… and I was okay with all that until…
Kate and Juliet wake up handcuffed together in the jungle and are suddenly attacked by the mysterious smoke creature!
FINALLY we will find out just what the hell this thing is after years of internet pondering and freeze frame speculation!
So they race as fast as they can to escape and just barely manage to get behind the electro gate things that stop the smoke monster. Kate turns to Juliet, who up to now has lived among the others and so knows the secrets of the island, and says ;
“What is that thing?”
And Juliet says . . .
“We don’t know, but it seems to be afraid of the gate. “
Cop Out. Lame. Hacky. Hate it. I think they are making it up as they go and have no idea yet how to end. I fell for that with Tony Soprano. I will not be fooled again.
And that is why I do not care about Cloverfield.
(Short coherent version – I am mad at JJ Abrams for jerking me around with the plot of LOST. So there. )
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