LOST.:
[lawst, lost] –adjective.
1. distracted; distraught; desperate; hopeless,
2. having gone astray or missed the way; bewildered as to place, direction
3. an american tv series following the lives of various individuals and groups of people, most importantly the survivors of the crash of a passenger jet flying from good ol Sydney to Los Angelos of the US of A.
I'm focusing on number three.
The survival of these people is threatened by the presence of mysterious entities. This including including polar bears, unseen creatures, and the ever delightful boars and weird French woman.
The cast is portrayed wonderfully, filling the show with many vibrant and memorable characters, starting with sweet, innocent, and very noticeably pregnant Claire, to the mysterious and punch-worthy Sawyer, to the beautiful and protective Boone, and protagonists of story, powerful leader Jack, and his leading lady (I hope) the rebellious and stunning Kate. Lets not forget the other characters, however. Hurley, the big, burley 'dude' of comedic relief; Sayid, from Iraq who is a wiz at technical things; the Asian couple with a past, the angry husband, the English speaking wife; Charlie, the heroin addict, ex musician, current holder of my heart; Michael and his young son; Shannon, with asthma; and Vincent, the dog and cutest on the show.
Years ago, I watched one episode. Actually, I lied. I watched about five minutes of one episode, and decided, 'self, this is way too dumb. No way will I ever watch this.' Then suddenly, weeks ago, I decided to be friends with some really hard-core
Lost fans.
Leading up to my mistake, my pleasure, my great and elusive addiction:
I am now a fan of Lost.
'Shifting eyes and vancancy vanished when I saw your face
'The playful conversation starts
'The lingering question kept me up
'This night is sparkling, don't you let it go
'I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone
'Please don't be in love with someone else
