Archive for October, 2010

I love you, Penny… and I’ll never leave you again.

Monday, October 25th, 2010

Thomas, 22 – Chartres (France) :

Love, the power of Love. I guess that’s what Lost means to me.

I have too many favourite scenes to pick only one, yet one moment keeps popping in my head when I think about Lost : the long-awaited reunion of Desmond and Penny on her boat. One only needs to see how the two wonderful actors (Henry Ian Cusick and Sonya Walger) look at each other with a twinkle in their eyes, to sense that their love, their hope to meet again one day had never faded.

This is THEIR moment, that we get to share, despite our will, while we’d prefer to leave them alone, in their intimacy.

Their kissing is just energy in fusion, it comes and pierces our heart, the music is mesmerizing, we get goosebumps, and we’re happy, so happy for them that we almost forget it is only a TV show, and that those characters are not for real – though we’d love them to be. That way they could show the world that their love is eternal: a solid couple never, ever gives up.

They did everything they could to meet again. We had been waiting for two seasons. How incredible this scene is, so strong and passionate, there are no words to describe it.

Then, Desmond introduces his new friends to Penny. She doesn’t know them yet and it’s almost like we are meeting them for the first time, too, as if they were complete strangers. On that aspect, too, the scene is moving: we think of our Losties who finally get to meet a “normal” person. How great it must be for them to make a new friend out of this damn Island.

This magical moment perfectly sums up Lost. It is, I think, proof that true Love exists. That’s what the power of Love means.

Exodus

Friday, October 15th, 2010

Lorraine, 19 – Paris (France) :

I found out about Lost between the first and second season. I spent a few days doing only that, watching one episode after another. At the time I watched “Exodus”, the finale of the season 1, I kept thinking about this show. I was dreaming of it at night. To me, the idea of having to wait a couple of months before the follow up sounded like the end of the world.

Then, in the flashback’s last scene, when every passengers of the flight Oceanic 815 enter in the plane, I understood. Me too, I was embarking in a journey that was only at its beginning. I found the scene and its timing so poetic: it was the beginning of the story, at the end. For a season, we had came to know and love these characters. Watching them sit in the plane that would start it all, was not only a reminder of the road already travelled, but a hint at the journey ahead. That day, in front of my TV screen, I embarked on the plane too.

I love you, dad.

Friday, October 8th, 2010

Manuela, 22 – Buenos Aires (Argentina) :

Choosing one moment is really hard, but I’ll go for the Shephards conversation in the church. Just thinking about it makes me cry.

Jack has always been my favourite character, and, as if Lost ending wasn’t emotional enough, everything leading up to their moment added up, so that I was already crying by the time Jack turned around to see him standing there (I cried the whole episode, actually).

Their hug, their long-coming talk was perfect. I figured Jack was dead a few moments before he did, and I couldn’t stop crying, but I had to focus on The End, and then it happened: Christian’s words about that being a place they made together to find one another… I can’t begin to say how much LOVE, actual love I felt when he said it.

The characters that I had fallen for, actually ended up together forever. Because their relationships were THAT special. Because Lost was THAT perfect. Because it was all about LOVE.

And I couldn’t have been happier. Not a surprise if I say I was crying my eyes out, but it was perfect. If Darlton had asked me to think of the end myself, it would have never, ever surpassed what we got.

I know they aren’t “real” people, and they are “just” characters, but it never felt that way for me; the fact that we witnessed the most important part of their lives… that they learned to live together before our eyes… it’s TOO beautiful.

And I know I’m too cheesy, but Lost truly left a mark on both my heart and soul.

I don’t know what will happen when my personal end comes, but I sure hope it’ll be half as great as our Losties’ was.

In my eyes, you can NEVER fail.

Friday, October 1st, 2010

Rebecca, 30 – Smyrna (Georgia, USA) :

I have SO many favorite Lost moments.  Charlie fighting his addiction and becoming a hero in “The Moth” made me like the show. Desmond and Penny’s phone call in “The Constant” made me proclaim it was the greatest TV show ever made.  But, the moment that connected with me (and makes me cry) more than any other is the scene with Jack and David at the end of “Lighthouse”.

I grew up the daughter of a gifted musician (a pianist like Jack and David).  Through my dad’s love of music, I grew up loving and learning to play it.  He and I played duets (him on the piano and me with my bassoon), he would come to my concerts (as Jack tries to make it to David’s audition), and we both had a love for handbell ringing.  There were times when even though I loved playing instruments, I didn’t think I was all that great at any of them, but he encouraged me to keep playing.

My dad passed away in 2006 (when I was 25-years-old).  Two months later, I was introduced to Lost.

So, when “Lighthouse” aired, four years after I lost my dad, seeing Jack talk to his “son” hit home because it was like it was my dad, saying those words to me.

– David:  I didn’t want you to see me fail.
– Jack:  You know, when I was your age, my father didn’t wanna see me fail, either.  He used to say to me that…he said that I didn’t have what it takes.  Spent my whole life carrying that around with me.  I don’t want you to ever feel that way.  I will always love you.  No matter what you do, in my eyes, you can NEVER fail.  I just wanna be a part of your life.

Jack’s words made me think back to one of my last big memories of being with my dad, a year before he died.  I was moving to another city for a job and on the last night I was with him and our handbell choir at church, he told the whole room how proud he was that I had picked up and had come to love handbells as he had.  Still makes me tear up to remember that because even though I felt like I struggled with music, it was just enough for my dad that I developed a love for it as he had.

My dad was no saint and neither am I.  He had his flaws.  I have my flaws.  We had our disagreements, but we also had going out for pizza moments like the Shephards decide to do at the end of this scene.  Hearing and seeing Jack tell David that he will always love him felt like my dad was still with me and continuing to encourage me through my TV. As I carry on living after my dad’s death, I still have feelings of inadequacy and fears of failure, but as a Christian, I also felt like Jack’s words were my Heavenly Father’s.  I may have lost my earthly dad, but my Heavenly Father still wants to be a part of my life, I can never fail in His eyes, and He will always love me.

Just as David’s existence helped Jack with his father issues, I felt like this scene helped me with my own, in an emotionally profound and spiritual way.