Archive for June, 2010

A man wakes in a bamboo grove…

Saturday, June 5th, 2010

Romain, 24 – Paris (France) :

A man wakes in a bamboo grove. A dogs comes by, then runs away. The man starts running and winds up on a beach where lies, in the middle of chaos, a wrecked plane. It only takes a few seconds for the man to start rescuing people around him. How did they survive? Why is the hero not on the beach like everyone else? I came to the conclusion that God has always been there, ever since the first episode. And in a few seconds, Lost became my passion.

Just had a bit of a deja vu, that’s all.

Friday, June 4th, 2010

Laurent, 35 – Paris (France) :

Desmond stands still in Penny’s bedroom. He prepares for his meeting with Charles Widmore, but stares at his radio-clock which displays the same number as the Swan countdown : 1:08. In the background, the microwave alarm has the same beeping sound as the alarm hatch. Instantly, everything becomes possible, a breach opens up, and Desmond becomes my all-time favorite LOST character – the one who undergoes everything with no explanation ever given to him. And for me, something I have encountered more or less violently since my childhood is brillantly displayed : that strange feeling of déjà vu, déjà entendu.

I guess that’s a good thing I’m not one of them, huh?

Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

Alexandre,29 – Mineola, NY (USA) :

It’s just perfect. This performance is the best example of the idea of emergence (Emerson?) : out of a system with its own direction comes an element that couldn’t have been predicted, that is greater that everything the system had created all along and that’s gonna change the system forever. That dynamic works within the narrative – the man of science is more clueless than ever, the man of faith is reduced to be the weak man his beliefs were saving him from – and within the making of the show : faced to an unexpected display of perfect acting, the creators of the show had to move the whole thing to another direction. And for the first time… “I guess that’s a good thing I’m not one of them, huh?” … Ben Linus’ voice was heard: a chilling, oddly off-key sound that confuses anger with fear, sophistication with childishness, helplessness with genius.