Well. Due to my overseas adventures last year, I missed the final season of Lost as it aired. My friends and I sat down and watched it, finishing the other night.
I wasn’t disappointed by the ending. Sure, they left some things fall by the wayside (such as why Claire could be the only one to raise Aaron, among other things), but ultimately, I was pleased with the ending. I wasn’t expecting a “Fall Out” style mayhem fest–in fact, I would have been sorely disappointed if it came to that. Fortunately, it didn’t.
I came to the end expecting nothing but to be entertained, which I was, so that’s what matters.
I’ve always watched Lost for the characters rather than the sci-fi elements. The human drama has always been the reason why I return; the sci-fi is a nice bonus. As such, the character heavy, ‘we all go off together’ thing worked for me.
I guess what it comes down to is that it isn’t the adventures that we get into, the briers we’re entangled with–its the people we meet, the friends we make, those people who have our backs regardless. It’s our support net, the people who we carry in our hearts, if not actually by our sides.
That’s ultimately what Lost came down to: a story about a group of people who formed a deep bond that ends up being the most important aspect of their lives. It doesn’t matter that Jack is a doctor or that Hurley won the lottery. What matters is the friendship that the Losties formed.