It’s been a while since I’ve written about Lost. I kind of thought that I’d knock out a wrap-up a week after the finale and all would be well. Instead, I’ve been mulling. And arguing. Because, seriously, a lot of the discourse has just been totally boneheaded. So now I’m going to break up my post-mortem into three parts – next week, I’ll recap the bonus material from the Season Six DVD’s, and after that, we can get into some of the big reveals and the thematic payoffs (Just a preview: When discussing the finale, my sister used the phrase “menstrual geyser”. Admit it – you’re hooked.). But today, I’m just going to defend the finale.
