Friday, March 21, 2008

Lost: No No No No No No No!!!!


How dare they kill Rousseau, one of my favourite characters. Damn them!!!!!!! And I could see it coming a mile off, especially with Karl's rather obtuse appraisal of the situation: "I just have a bad feeling about this."

"So do I!" I scream. "Get out of there!"

But of course, it's too late. Karl is nailed big-time and the sound of darts shooting all around pretty well seals the deal. I know my beloved French goddess is going to be the next castaway to say au revoir.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" I yell at the television.

"One, two THREE!" yells Rousseau. What, she doesn't count in French? There can only be one person named Daniel (le) on the island? Where's the backstory? Where's the flash forward?

She jumps to her feet. I jump to mine. She's hit. I scream and knock over my beer. Now I'm drenched with beer, Alex is drenched with sweat, Karl is drenched with blood.

Rousseau is face-down in the tall grass, apparently dead. Why, why, why, why?????

Now I have to wait four weeks to find out if she's really dead. Maybe they just used the knock-out darts on her. I didn't see any blood on her, after all. Sigh.

Oh well, at least we know why Tom told Kate she wasn't his type. He obviously prefers indulging with Arturro. How many characters have we met so far on this show? Got to be at least 100 by now. It's about time one of them turned out to be gay.

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