Wednesday, May 24, 2006 | by nathan

HOLY CRAP DID YOU SEE THAT???

Three words, and a whole lot of questions, about the Lost season finale:

OH.MY.GOD.

What was Jack’s plan?

What was the bright light?

What the fuck was that HUUUUGE statue? Where did the rest of it go, and why did it only have four toes? 

What happened to Locke, Eko, and Desmond?

What did Charlie see?

What on Earth was up with Libby?

Did another plane crash on the island?

We know why Flight 815 crashed; but why did the Nigerian drug plane, the balloon, the sailboat, and the old ship all wreck on the island?

Who is "Henry Gale?" Are they really the "good guys?"

What will happen when Hurley delivers the Others’ message?

What did the Others get out of Walt?

Which was the experiment - the Swan or the Pearl? Why were all those tubes in the middle of nowhere?

Did the plane REALLY crash in 2004?

What did the failsafe do?

Who were the Russian guys? What were they looking for with little miss Widmore?

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

Any series finale that leaves you with this many questions is just…well, it’s just great. I officially no longer consider Lost a "replacement" for such wonderful television as Angel, Buffy, Wonderfalls, Firefly, Carnivale, Dead Like Me, or The Inside. It’s officially the best show on television. Well, it and Veronica Mars.

This was my last series finale of May. I’m probably divorcing the TiVo for awhile; twelve hours at least.

What, you thought I’d be watching American Idol? I’m offended. I have no interest whatsoever in anything that looks like this:

Apparently this guy won. I only found out tonight that his name is Taylor; I’ve been calling him "That Gray-Headed Guy." SOOO over it. Watch Lost, people!!! Every reality television show costs at least two or three writers their job!!