Saturday, May 29, 2010

If I were on fire would you piss on me to put me out?

Since I am so new (again) to this blogging thingie, I may go overboard with posts. Nonetheless, I will when inspiration strikes. Hopefully, that will be frequent.

I just walked in the door from a class where I endured 2 whole hours of Kirk Cameron's mindless drivel about Christ saving his marriage.

Hold on. Did I actually say that? Yes. Yes I did.

I won't name this atrocity of a movie since you could easily figure it out if you really want to. From looking at the cover of the dvd, I knew from the beginning what lie ahead. Aside from REALLY bad acting and a mind-numbingly predictable script there was a lump of dialog somewhere about the middle of the movie consisting of pure sermonizing. Not story dialog. Not plot development. No. Just plain ol' 'come to Jesus' preaching.

Now to be honest, I don't mind the class. It offers a good outlet for my ill-feelings about my own personal situation (which I will NOT go into). And it does provide some much-needed baselining about good human interaction. But to be subjected to hours of Christian sermonizing disguised (very thinly I might add) as a movie. That is just inhumane punishment on a grand scale.

And Kirk has NOT aged well. Just thought I'd throw that in there.

Thursday, May 27, 2010


Or rather we all are. Mostly.

On Sunday May 23 2010, along with many viewers around the world, I watched intently as the LOST saga came to a close.

Of course it is hotly debated (and will continue to be for as long as there is broadband access) how plausible, palatable, acceptable (insert your preferred adjective here) or not it was.

Personally, I was late to the table and so many will poo-poo my opinions as unimportant. I actually enjoyed the ending even though I did not want the show to end. Reaching the finale of a lengthy story is always satisfying regardless of my feelings about the outcome.

Not everyone feels the same as I do and that is their option. But allow me to offer my thoughts in the form of an open letter to the people of LOST.

Dear LOST cast members (and everyone else involved with the show),

The show that set records and set tongues wagging (till the next big thing) has come to a close and WOW! what an ending. As a recovering pessimist, my first reaction was "Oh man you have GOT to be kidding. They were all dead?!" Then as the final scene played out with Jack and his father, I realized that it was about more than that.

Over the years and the seasons you wove a rich and wonderful tapestry that we all came back to every week. Offering up more questions than answers made the very imaginative and far-reaching story more credible than incredible. During the show's course my own life went through several changes as well and while I do not look to television for the answers I do sometimes find them there anyway.

It was a story that captured our primal fears and hopes from the first episode. Many try to reach that lofty goal, but few succeed. And as the story became broader and more complex it managed to keep hold of our hopes and fears for the people of the island. That the end was, in many people's eyes, a cop-out is naive and cynical. What did we expect? All the answers in one neat, tidy, two-hour package? Good luck with that.

What many fail to recognize is that for this to remain so successful for so long meant something. It is and was entertainment. That word, entertainment, itself has positive connotations and implications. Eventually, we will be happier i.e. entertained (if only temporarily) as a result. That feeling comes from the emotional investment of those involved. Who would WANT all that to end up badly? We all want the happy ending even if we won't or can't admit it.

So to you the cast, crew, and all who made LOST come to life, I say thank you. It must have been one HELL of a ride.


So that is my letter to the LOST folk and indirectly to those who enjoyed it, but may have some misgivings about the ending. I won't say get a life. But someone ELSE might.