Tonight in exploring the new “Purchased” feature that lets you see and re-download past iTunes purchases, I discovered a long-ago acquired Season 1 Episode 1 of LOST, which I’d bought back in late 2005 or early 2006 after hearing much about the show.
In a whim of nostalgia, I just downloaded the episode and watched it (on my… iphone? …yeah). In an instant I was transported back to a memory of watching that first episode and feeling like i’d just entered an amazing world I didn’t want to leave.
I can feel the dangerous teasing taste, begging me to delve in for more and get addicted all over again, the hope there that maybe this time out the series won’t become overwrought, contrived and convoluted, testing my patience as a fan and follower, and show me a path of immersive-storytelling unlike any other. I think the latter would be true even if the rest isn’t.
I often feel like the failure of LOST to be the greatest entertainment product ever isn’t so much of a failure as it is an acknowledgement of our own humanity, that nothing that seems so unreal-ly good could possibly in fact be real. And it was never, not even in the beginning, close to perfect. Even in this first episode, which was unquestionably great, it still felt more like LOST might be the greatest horror genre exercise on TV rather than just the greatest show ever.
It turned out to be so much more and yet never enough, which made it sort of sad and perfect.
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