Where was I on the evening of September 22nd, 2004?
That’s easy. I was in my parent’s living room, mouth agape, falling in love with a little TV show they called Lost. And it would go on like that for six, agonizing, exhilarating seasons.
There’s always been something magical about the idea of discovering (through hell or high water) your very own deserted island: uncharted territory, tropical locales, all to yourself. From Blue Lagoon to Gilligan’s Island, this is a theme that just won’t go away. And we eat it up! Sadly, no one in recent history has done it as good as Lost did it. Throw in some mysticism, some cage-sex, time travel, maybe a smidgen of stockholm syndrome, plus a whole host of really attractive castaways, and we’ve got ourselves a heck of a good time. There really is no question that during its run Lost had some of the greatest small-screen love stories (and triangles, and trapezoids…) of the day. Whether you were all about the burning chemistry between Sawyer and Kate, or if the heart-wrenching long-distance love of Penny and Desmond was more your style, there was a couple (or ten) that every viewer could root for. (My shipper heart, it beats!)
So what to do (or read) in the absence of such greatness? You’re in luck, because I’ve got some suggestions!
[Become a castaway...]