Has the TV show Lost lost its direction?

What’s up with the show lost? The show started out as a promising show with enough twists and turns to the plot to draw you back each week now the show has turned intowell if I could figure out the current plot, I could tell you.

Yes, I must come clean. I’m a fan of the show Lost and have been since season one. However that still doesn’t mean I really know what’s going on. Yet, each week, under protest and mocking from my wife and son who think the show is stupid, I park myself in front of my television set and endure another hour of trying to figure out just what is going on.

Don’t get me wrong so far I have learned a great many things about the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815. For instance, I know a plane crashed on some strange tropical island, inhabited by a group aptly named, the Others. I also know the Others, are not very welcoming to the new arrivals so every so many week one or more of the Survivors meets with an untimely end well except for Locke. The island seems to have some fondness for him so each week as the island takes control of his mind he seems to get stranger and stranger.

My daughter, who was an avid fan of show up until this year, has bailed on me due to what she refers to as “frustration by the constant turn of events on the show”. She says and I quote, “One minute you’re watching the people on the island the next their on the mainland, then back to the island, I’m lost,”

At times, I must agree with her, the plotline of the show can be very frustrating. In fact, this year I diligently watched every episode of the show in anticipation of finally getting answers to some of my most burning plot questions such as, “Will Jack dump the blonde woman for Kate?” or the ever-popular question “What’s up with the black smoke thing?” only to be disappointed at the end of the season. Of course, I can’t complain. I did get one of my questions answered.

At least I know who was in the coffin from last season. I was shocked when I found out that wait I can’t tell you that, it would spoil the surprise. Let’s just say after I saw the season finale, I threw the remote down on the couch, and swore to myself, swore as in making an oath , “Come next season I’m not going to watch the show anymore.”

To which my wife responds, “Yeah I’ve hard that before.” She laughs, and then leaves the room shaking her head. Whom am I kidding? I know she’s right. As soon as the new season of lost starts, I will be sitting in my comfy recliner, waiting to see if the producers sate my appetite for answer, knowing fool well it will a long frustrating season once again lost in the plot line of Lost.