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A gathering place for those who love the ABC TV show Lost. This blog was started by a group of Fans who kept the Season 3 finale talkback at Ain't It Cool.com going all the way until the première of the 4th season as a way to share images, news, spoilers, artwork, fan fiction and much more. Please come back often and become part of our community.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Episode 5x05 -- The Funeral Party

Readers beware. This is a long one...


INTRO: Fascination Street

I am constantly amazed at the ability of LOST’s creatives to weave very heavy-handed symbolism seamlessly into the storyline and still leave enough room for one’s referential head to spin off its axis. Perhaps it’s because they tend to pack multiple layers into each episode, and this week’s high-tension offering “This Place is Death” was an exceptional example of the show at its mythological best. What a treat, like an overstuffed Pandora’s Box chocked full of monsters and visions, ghosts and demons, bringers of illusion, and perpetual darkness. But on LOST we are never served up one extreme without the other, as light eventually circles the void left by the carnage, reminding us of one of the fundamental themes of the show overall. That is, the nature of life exists within these dualities and there is no escaping the other side of the mirror. It would seem this episode especially is meant to remind us that as above, so below.


Six Different Ways


One might say Ben has six very good reasons to be a tad testy right now, as his plans at an off-Island reunion at the marina turned out to be more of an exercise in futility. Sun’s brazen gun-waving was the last straw for Sayid, who was entirely fed up with Ben’s shenanigans and the whole cloak and dagger scene overall. With what was probably still tranquilizer on his breath, he left with a threat to both Ben and Jack, and I honestly don’t blame him one bit. A betrayed and shocked Kate was also sent running off yet again with Aaron close to her chest. What happened to Kate, anyway? I remember the days when she would have drop-kicked Ben in the FACE and wrestled that gun away from Sun in a heartbeat. The only thing she still has is her knack for quickly putting Jack directly in his place. It’s odd to see her passively clinging to a child, scampering away now so seemingly helpless.