Lost in lost
For the past two episodes, the ABC affiliate that services my area has been technically unable to broadcast Lost in such a fashion where you can actually understand the story and hear the dialogue, which is an ability most network affiliates have enjoyed since 1948. Last week it was a two-frame dropout every three seconds or so; last night the show was just off the air from around 9:25 to 9:40, and then again from 9:58 to the end. So I'm not entirely sure, but I think it was the best episode ever. I'm still cheesed off about Shannon, and I still think Jack should establish his island dominance by burying Ana Lucia in the sand up to her neck (upside down), but man alive that was some gripping Tailie action. In fact, they probably should have started the season with that episode, even though it would have kept us all twisting on the "hatch" fiasco for one more show. It certainly made me far more interested in the Tailie drama than I've been since 2x02, and the new, more handsome Ethan Rom was a hoot. (And I love how the fact that the Nathan dude was from Canada was used to make us think that the Others were all using the same standard "we're Canucks" backstory for their infilitrates.) And as for This Year's Sayid, Mr. Echo damn well better turn out to be a priest. The island needs a gigantic, ultraviolent priest!
Turns out all that crybaby titty-suckin' about how busy I was should have been kept to myself, because getting to the tail end of all that work and having nothing to do is in fact far more annoying. I stayed up late trying to crack code for the new blog, but it's looking like ol' Movable Type and my web host might not actually be the best of friends. Which would suck, because Wordpress is just gay.
