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Live Paradox

A journeyman’s ramblings: He is no everyman, but one who turns a carefully focused eye on the events of the madcap world around him. He aims to point out what others miss and draw attention to the patterns that exist amongst the chaos. 

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

8:29 PM - Lost Log

This is me joining the bandwagon. Church in K.C. was cancelled tonight, being as the preacher is temporarily out of the country, so I had a bit more time to grab a notebook to prepare for castaway tomfoolery.

Reaction to the lead-in promos replay the tail flying off: That’s what you get for flying coach, you air fare urchins.

And here we go:

Windswept beach… CANNONBALL!

Teddy bear.

“We’re not there yet.” - You ain’t whistling Dixie, lady.

Cue the swirling LOST

Pleasant, distracting chatter slowly transitions to, Bone SNAP!
[audience jumps]
Me, hoping back onto my chair: “Crap, she is a psychologist!”

Rub stick. Make fire. Not if you got the wood on the beach; it’ll be too wet. Some Peace Corps guy…

Notice the less-than subtle way the writers are developing parallels to the other crash victims (especially the Jack-Kate dynamic).

Rock, blood, bodies? That means commercial break.

Chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, chicken, PETA protest!

Well, the days do speed by.

Yoink! - If I hadn’t seen this scene repeated so many times in the promos, it would have had a bigger emotional impact.

The List: Nine people. No more, no less.

Back from commercials? And… start the accusations!

Ana Lucia’s answer for suspicious people – put ‘em in a hole

Banana peel? Scandalous!

Careful about mentioning promises. On this island, they’re kept only at a price.

Why do I get the feeling there will be more letters to ABC about the chicken’s death than Pit Boy’s?

Waking up to a smile – Ana’s going to have some serious trust issues before too long.

Knock, knock? Who’s there? Quarantine. Com'on in!
Anybody else? Dharma.

A trunk with blankets, a worn bible, and a glass eye? Reminds me of grandma’s antiques. Seriously.

Radio, radio… (Okay, now I’ve got Elvis Costello in my head singing, “They’re saying things I can hardly believe. They really think we’re getting out of control.”)

Give her credit, Ana’s smart… ouch! And ruthless.

Oh, Pit Boy wasn’t on the list because he was a bad person. And by extension, if your name wasn’t on the list either, Ana, that would make you… ohhhh! I get it. Burn!

Well, the writers aren’t shy about upping the body count this episode.

Boone! It’s good to hear your voice. – At least Ian will get one more residual check.

“There are no other survivors.” – For all the couple has gone through, you know fans will be seriously irked if Rose and Bernard aren’t reunited. For “second-tier” players, they certainly do a lot with only a handful of moments.

40 days is a long time to wait to cry.

Enter Jin.

Michael, Sawyer, the gang’s all here!

Flashing scenes: this looks vaguely familiar.

Present tense… and Bang.

Once again, we have another episode where, by the end, we have progressed only a few seconds in time, as compared to the previous episode.

Looks like Iraqi vengeance will have to wait 'till next week.

Oh, and by the way, “A special extended episode of lost” means the episode will go to 9:03 p.m., instead of 8:58.

LOST


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Impressive summarizing, Caleb; I didn't know you had it in you to write so succinctly.

Oh, also, in answer your earlier question to me, I still use my hotmail address. Sorry I took so long to get back to you on that but I've been trying to greatly limit my Internet surfing in order to focus on my job search.  


Blogger Caleb Michael said...

You know, I can write shorter posts when I feel like it, it's just lately I've been taking advantage of the extra time (unemployment) to write.

I wager posting lengths will be adjusted when more stucturalized work hours are introduced.  


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