My LOST Moment

Jérôme, 25 — Melun (France) :

To me, Lost was a great show since season 1, but something made the fans crazy at the end of season 3: the use of the Flash Forwards, Damon Lindelof & Carlton Cuse’s new toy. A lot of us expected to see the survivors getting off the Island at the end of the show, but we were WRONG! We would knew mid-season 4 who were the six passengers who made it off the Island: Aaron Littleton, Sun Kwon, Kate Austen, Sayid Jarrah, Hugo “Hurley” Reyes and Jack Shephard.

At the end of “There’s No Place Like Home part 1”, the ♫ “Of Mice and Ben” ♫ music is playing, showing all the Oceanic 6 in terrible situations, all split across the Island. Sun with Aaron on the boat, leaving Jin and Michael to deal with the C4 on the boat. Kate and Sayid captured by Richard and his people. Jack and Sawyer still in the forest, going to the Orchid. Hurley with Locke and Ben in the Orchid.

The first part of this episode ends with Ben asking to Locke “How many times do I have to tell you, John? I always have a plan!” just before confronting Keamy: “My name is Benjamin Linus. I believe you’re looking for me?“.

Even though this season finale lasted three episodes, this was a very nice cliffhanger for the first part. It opened the following question: how all of these six people will be able to get off the Island together?! How will that be possible?!

We got our answer at the end of part 3. We also learnt, finally, the identity of Jeremy Betham in the coffin (!), leaving us speachless for the next eight months. WHAT A SHOW!

Pacôme, 35 — Paris (France) :

At that moment, I burst into tears. Those tears weren’t of joy or sorrow. Those were tears of gratitude because at that moment, Lost wasn’t talking about human will anymore, about how men end up getting what they want, about the necessity to fight for what seems right, as in so many fictions. Lost was speaking about the impossibility to think History in conditional terms — the show was always about that, and season 6 is a long meditation on the fact that everything that we do matters, that there’s no shortcuts, no do-overs, that “whatever happened happened”.
Lost was speaking about the impossibility to think the human will independently from the totality of the world, and thus the submission of the individual opinion to the Law — the Dharma Initiative-centered Seasons 2 and 5 tried in any way possible to play with this idea. Lost was implying the superiority of contemplation over action and the necessity to submit action to knowledge (from Locke’s Michelangelo monologue in season 1 to the “non-action” of Jacob in seasons 5/6, the submission of action to contemplation will be a constant in Lost).
So at that moment, I burst into tears, because I understood the need to accept everything I had gone through so far, independently from what I reckoned to be right or wrong, because it was impossible to keep on thinking otherwise. At that moment, I felt like Lost was speaking to me directly, and would never stop speaking to me. I didn’t doubt I would go from one wonder to another, and I had already the nostalgia of the moment that had just passed, because Lost would eventually stop, and each episode would bring me closer to the end. Before that moment, Lost was an excellent series that fascinated me. From that moment on, Lost became a destiny.

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.

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.

Julien, 25 – Paris (France) :

The fact that Harold Perrineau had a leading part in this new series called Lost had much to do with the appeal the show had on me from the get go. I loved him for his role as Augustus Hill in Oz and I forgave him for the whole Matrix thing because I basically knew that this was an actor I wanted to see more often on screen.
One of the reasons I’ve got attached to this character is because to me, he was the most vulnerable. Not only did he have to take care for himself, he also had Walt, his little boy. While everybody else were just trying to adapt and survive, Michael also needed to protect, love and educate his son. On a desert island. With a black smoke chasing and killing everyone around. And even if we all saw the Walt abduction  thing coming, we all felt really bad for this struggling dad who just couldn’t do anything about it.
Which brings me to my Lost moment : season two, episode twenty. To free Ben, Michael has to kill Ana-Lucia. “I’m sorry“, he says, right before shooting her and – accidentally – killing a helpless Libby, who couldn’t have been in a worse wrong place, wrong time situation. The Others promised Michael a free pass off the island for him and his son if he could bring back their leader to camp. After all the killing and the freeing, Michael shoots himself in the shoulder. End title.
Harold’s amazing performance aside, it’s probably the first time I realized what I was watching exactly: a character-driven show about choices, sacrifice, loss, father-issues, hope, flaws, pessimism, regrets, life. The hell with the unanswered questions and all the mysteries that kept building up. I wanted to know how these guys I’ve learned to care about were going to survive all this. At that exact moment, I knew Lost was going the affect the way I enjoyed and perceived culture. That it was going to make me think. That it was going to, in a small way, affect the way I interacted with the world and society. Kind of a big deal for just a TV show.