It’s another stultifying example of pop culture’s determination to elevate potentially serviceable pulp to the realm of capital-A art.
The Cabin in the Woods ultimately does exactly what it condemns, prizing schematic formula and ingenuity over real terror.
This episode was worth my time, I’ll tell you what.
This supposed idyll of an alternate 2004 will not, in fact, be a simple and tidy and happy all over place.
Viewers and critics alike feel very, very strongly about the endings to their favorite shows.
Easily the most “stylish” episode of the season, what with its longish takes and lowish angles, this Richard mythology is also not too great a reveal.
Sawyer episodes are usually a lot of fun because he usually gets into a lot of mischief.
This week’s episode would be nothing but cheese were it not for Michael Emerson.
Well, cool. There were some risks taken, some serious crazy, and some killings. Brutal fucking murders, even.
Of course Jack wouldn’t hurt Hurley. Lindlelof and Cuse don’t want to lose even more good will with their audience.
Unlike “The Constant,” it’s mostly a table-setting episode.
Hard not to feel let down after last week’s opener, sure, but hard to be surprised when “Kate” is in the title of the episode.
It’s all falling into place in a lot of fun ways, most particularly with this new Locke, or as I am going to call him from here on, Dark Locke, after his Man-in-Black heritage.
Lost is a show fairly obsessed by notions of duality.
The episode plays less like an individual segment of the show and more like a long prelude to the two-hour finale.
The more we get to know the people who are behind the scenes on Lost, the more we realize just how much our point-of-view characters are looking in on a battle they will never really understand.
Father issues are to the Lost flashback what cancer is to a diagnosis on House.
Michael Emerson maybe has the trickiest part to play on Lost.
What is the formula that drives most TV series but a pleasant form of inevitability.
Is Soderbergh’s film better than Tarkovsky’s, or the other way around?