Watching the final season of LOST, I'm torn. Torn between feeling duped at having bought the notion that threads would be tied, mysteries explained, etc. etc. and feeling thrilled at the sheer scope of what this show is actually tackling... thematically, that is.
I suppose as it becomes more and more likely that nothing will make a shred of sense by the closing episode, it's comforting to turn one's attention to the broad themes.
This show is a success, I think, because it taps into such a deep yearning in the human psyche: the eternal WHY: Why are we here? For what purpose? To accomplish what?
I recently interviewed a brilliant psychologist for a film project I'm working on. Dr. Julia Mayo said several times during the interview, "The WHY comes last. First we must uncover the WHO." What she means by that is pretty simple and pretty deep, I think. Essentially she's saying, you gotta understand what makes you tick, who you are, how you roll, how you prefer/need to organize your existence, before you can begin to puzzle out the WHY of it all.
So I'm tuning in each week 'til the end of this beguiling and infuriating little show. It's just good old fashioned fun watching characters wrestle with the WHY... something any human being, more or less, can relate to. No?