For the last couple of weeks, I’ve found myself eating my words on a regular basis. When the sixth season of Lost began, I approached the premiere with a lot of excitement and a little trepidation; after all, Lost is a creative show that can get away with completely changing their narrative devices from season to season… but an alternate universe in which the plane never crashed? I was hesitant and was almost a little overwhelmed by the show’s continued descent into sci-fi territories. I was unfairly harsh with the alternate universe, assuming that no matter what the writers and creators of the show said, this alternate universe was going to have little to no impact on the show and would just be a way to fill the forty minute quota for each episode. I can’t help but feel like a fool now, because for the second consecutive week, the scenes in the alternate universe were much more compelling than the regular universe.
When the season started, it was difficult to find any real meaning in the scenes taking place in the alternate universe. Every time the sound of that whooshing plane arrived and the scenes on the Island began to fade into the flash-sideways, I would groan, yet would remain hopeful that we would see Jack or Sawyer or anybody just jump up and say to themselves, “Wait a second.. This isn’t my life! How am I here all of a sudden instead of the Island?!” Last week’s episode came as close to that idea as we’re probably going to get, and the idea that these two universes are reliant on one another is becoming more and more clear. I must say, having Desmond back on the show is doing wonders for its quality. Not to say that Desmond is the sole reason Lost is good, but it’s certainly given the show a boost of energy, a kick in the butt that will hopefully make the writers realize that they only have four more episodes to come to a satisfactory ending for millions of fans who have been waiting to see if they really know how to end this long, complicated and interesting story.