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* I like Desmond; I’ve never loved Desmond. Despite a consistently warm and compelling performance from Henry Ian Cusick, one of the seemingly countless casting coups that I think really saved the show’s bacon once things started getting truly baroque, Desmond’s the kind of character I’d call “Internet-beloved” and mean it as a sneer, I’m afraid. He strikes me as what people who hate Jack wanted Jack to be: A hero. Desmond will never let anyone down, which is what makes him much less interesting to me than Jack. I’m glad he’s in love, but that doesn’t really move my needle all that much in the context of a show with umpteen million star-crossed couples; I’m glad he can time-travel and dimension-shift with greater ease than the rest of the cast, but that also doesn’t really move my needle all that much in the context of a show with smoke monsters and psychic children and immortals and people who see dead people. I liked Desmond best in Season Two, when he was the crazy Scotsman in the Hatch injecting himself with drugs, listening to Mama Cass, and trying and failing to escape the Island where he’d lived a hallucinatory hermetic life as the only thing keeping the world from ending.
* So I don’t dread Desmond episodes; I dread the aftermath of Desmond episodes. I’m just not fully on board with the rapturous reception all his episodes get–at least two of them are usually held up as potential “Best. Episode. EVER”s, and I’m not feeling it. My quick, dismissive post last night was just an attempt to dodge the deluge of “OMG!!!!”s I knew was coming; I couldn’t even close my computer down fast enough to avoid a few, and Todd VanDerWerff’s review is probably the apotheosis of the form: “If you did not like “Happily Ever After,” then I’m pretty sure we can’t be Internet friends anymore.” Rats!
* But, you know, I did like the episode. It was fine. In the immortal words of History of the World Part I: “Nice. Nice. Not thrilling…but nice.”
* Aside from my general lack of “DESMOND FTW” vibes, my biggest problem with it–and this is what I was getting at with that one-line post–is that it’s pretty much exactly what I expected. Veteran time-jumper Desmond is the first to figure out that the flashsideways timeline is a bogus existence created by (according to Daniel) the detonation of the nuclear bomb by the Dharma Bums, and now he’s going to try to persuade the castaways to abandon their new, fake lives for the old one. Like, duh, right?
* Admittedly, that first moment when Charlie opens his eyes underwater and smilingly puts his hand on the glass sent a little shockwave for me. It’s one of the show’s most memorable images. But of course, it’s an image from another, earlier episode. Whatever revelatory juice we were supposed to get from the discovery that these aren’t the lives the characters are supposed to be leading was undercut, for me at least, by the fact that that was my assumption from the jump.
* So, unlike the “I want ANSWERS” crowd VanDerWerff rightly rails against in his review, I was perfectly satisfied with the volume of answers we got in this episode. It seemed like a lot to me. Moreover, anytime Lost does one of its big super-science experiments–like throwing some switches and forcing Desmond to quantum leap through the stargate in arguably the cheesiest effects sequence the show’s done so far–I feel like I am getting an “answer” even if you end up just having to shrug your shoulders and roll with pseudoscientificity of it all.
* I also had no beef with spending all that time in the flashsideways universe rather than on the Island. Like I always say, I like these characters, and since the core of who they all are has remained consistent from the main universe to the new one, I never feel, as apparently many people do, that these flashsideways sequences are a waste of time we could be spending on the “real” characters and the answers they seek. These are the real characters too, as far as I’m concerned.
* Specifically, I was thrilled to see Desmond receive not just the approval, but the friendship, of Charles Widmore. I’m a sucker for when grown men are kind and cooperative to each other in fiction, it really hits my buttons, and seeing them smile at each other and warmly hug, their real-reality animosity vaporized, was a treat.
* So too was the part when he got really angry at Desmond for losing Charlie: I thought we were gonna see the old, awful Widmore come out, but his ultimate punishment was just making Desmond tell his wife himself. Chuckle!
* I also really enjoyed the return of Charlie Pace. Is it just me, or has Dominic Monaghan grown as an actor considerably since the start of the show? I find him really convincingly dissolute and puckish; if he were older I could see him going toe to toe with the reigning Manchester junkie-rockstar champ Shaun Ryder. (PS: “You All Everybody” needs to be transported back to about 1994 and released as a single.) It warms the cockles of my heart to see a drugged-up rock star break on through to the other side for real, you know?
* I also got a big kick out of the return of George Minkowski. Poor Fisher Stevens: Everyone was so excited to see him join the cast, but he stuck around for all of an episode before biting it. (Zoe Bell too!) He was so unctuous here he made me uncomfortable through the television screen. Well done!
* Some guy on Twitter spoiled the return of Daniel Faraday for me, so I was kind of left flat by that. (If you’re wondering how any of these return appearances could surprise me to begin with given that they’re all in the opening credits, I cover up the lower third of the screen until the “Guest Starring” section is finished in order to avoid getting spoiled by the show’s own credits.) I mean, I like Jeremy Davies fine in that role, and I liked seeing how he accessed those same mannerisms through the filter of a brilliant musician who’s basically happy rather than a brilliant scientist who’s basically miserable. I just wasn’t bowled over by it, is all.
* Eloise is always fun, isn’t she? A Harry Potter harridan. Perhaps the one aspect of this episode’s mythology advancement that did take me by surprise was that she’s apparently a timecop in this reality as well. I thought the show was clever to present her as this intimidating but ultimately kind lady, only to flip a switch the second she hears Desmond nosing around about something that might trigger his memories of the original reality–boom! out comes the hardass.
* Finally, just because I’m not head-over-heels for Desmond doesn’t mean I wasn’t glad that he managed to score a date with Penny despite an entire reality built on the premise that they’d never met. If I were Penny I would have been blowing my rape whistle and spraying him with mace the whole time, but whatever, good for those two crazy kids.
* So yeah, like VanDerWerff and unlike the ANSWERS!!!!1!! crowd, I had no problem with the flashsideways reality dominating the show, and enjoyed a lot of it. It’s just that at long last, this was a case of the show zigging exactly where I expected it to zig, zagging where I expected it to zag. It’s a bummer is all.
* Over on the Island: This is kind of picayune, but I think casting that dimpy dude from cereal commercials or whatever as one of Widmore’s scientists was the first big casting mistake I can remember the show making in a long time. I’m just not scared of or impressed by a guy who looks like a chipmunk. Casting Debbie from Singles as Dark Tina Fey is fine, though.
* After all these years, Sayid actually is a badass! Sure, it took the Lost equivalent of demonic possession for him to successfully infiltrate anything other than Shannon’s vagina, but give the guy a hand.
* A friend of mine was all psyched up after the episode, saying that it was the show declaring “Alright, it’s on”–but I don’t see it, certainly not any moreso than all the episodes where Jacob or Fake Locke revealed their motives and goals. I mean, Desmond has his quantum leap and returns all beatific and doo; over in the flashsideways timeline it’s pretty clear what he’s up to, but on the Island? First he’s joining the Get-Along Gang with Widmore, then he’s just as pleased to wander off with Sayid after Sayid ices the two Widmorians and (in what I assume was a pretty bad move, aka classic Sayid) lets Zoe run away. That’s intriguing, certainly, but it’s far from “a-ha! Now we know what the endgame will be.”
* So there you have it. My little one-liner was more a response to the response to the episode than to the episode itself, which I liked fine. I’m sorry about that; that’s lame behavior and it’s not the kind of thing I’m glad to have done. But like I always say, I’m always trying to find a way to approach the art I like that maximizes my enjoyment, and kicking against the pricks late last night wasn’t that way. Turns out gettin’ a good night’s sleep and then writing about the episode this morning was, so thank you for your patience!
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