Fanart: unicorns and jetpacks make everything exponentially better.
^Truth.
I keep forgetting to post/finish fanart, so I'm just gonna dump it unceremoniously in one post.
First up: my memories of the Lost finale!
Did anyone else watch the Lost retrospective thing that aired before the finale? This was my favorite part:
I fucking loved that. And when they revealed every secret of the show? Holy crap, spoilers, guys! It was like they just couldn't wait until the actual finale to answer every question the fans ever had!
And when they actually did get to the finale, and it was like two hours of brilliant exposition with action scenes and a knife fight and stuff? OMG. I HAD NO IDEA SAYID WAS A SELF-REGENERATING ALIEN, YOU GUYS. I was totally blindsided. I'm so embarrassed.
I totally called the orgy, though.
And I really loved how, after they explained everything, it had that great denouement with Hurley and Ben on the island bein' BFFs.
Seriously, though, I was watching this with sockkiah and her roommate, who had never watched a single episode of Lost. We recorded the conversation we had while watching the finale, and it was epic. But it basically ends with SK's roommate yelling this:
"AHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GUYS FELL FOR THIS BULLSHIT FOR SIX. YEARS. AHAHAHA! AHAHAHA! WHAT THE FUCK!"
...and us laughing along with her, because seriously.
What. The. FUCK.
Not that I had a lot of faith in the Lost writers anyway at this point, but they failed in some massive ways.
Allow me to defer to author Catherynne Valente to explain why the "and they were dead all along" ending is utter bullshit. (And have I linked her rant on why Lost fails at genre before? Seriously, read it if you write genre fiction. Or if you're interested in how genre fiction works. Or if you're interested in why Lost didn't work. Or if you're utterly smitten with Valente like I seem to be lately.)
I'll be brief on this: I have problems with the Lost finale. BIG problems. The show built up six years of mythology, failed to realize that its main draw was the mystery, and then failed to deliver the answers it promised. It gave no satisfying explanation of the island and left a huge chunk of its loose ends dangling awkwardly. When I do that on a sweater, it's called shoddy workmanship. It was the writers' job to weave in all the ends on their story, and instead of finding a way to do that, they took the easy route and slapped on a tear-jerker twist ending to trick audiences into not noticing how crappy their finishing skills were. They treated their audience like they weren't smart enough to notice. The week after the series finale, every time I read a positive review of it, I got a Dr. Horrible line running through my head: "Did you notice that he threw you in the garbage?"
Because I stopped being emotionally invested in the show that time they killed off three of my favorite characters in one go, I didn't really care how badly the ending was fucked up. I cared enough to rant and to learn from it as a writer, but I'm basically going to ignore that ending and substitute my own.
This is the real ending:
Then Faraday says, "Let's just fly forever, Des," and so they do.
THE END.
Roll credits.
Goodbye, Lost. I'll miss the Desmond/Faraday makeouts.
On a completely different note, I was sitting in a hotel room with a sketchbook a few weeks ago, and psycocatgirl told me to draw something with a unicorn, so I did.
(There's a version of it without the flowers and awesome stuff here if you want it, but I don't know why you would unless you hate joy.)
I keep forgetting to post/finish fanart, so I'm just gonna dump it unceremoniously in one post.
First up: my memories of the Lost finale!
Did anyone else watch the Lost retrospective thing that aired before the finale? This was my favorite part:
I fucking loved that. And when they revealed every secret of the show? Holy crap, spoilers, guys! It was like they just couldn't wait until the actual finale to answer every question the fans ever had!
And when they actually did get to the finale, and it was like two hours of brilliant exposition with action scenes and a knife fight and stuff? OMG. I HAD NO IDEA SAYID WAS A SELF-REGENERATING ALIEN, YOU GUYS. I was totally blindsided. I'm so embarrassed.
I totally called the orgy, though.
And I really loved how, after they explained everything, it had that great denouement with Hurley and Ben on the island bein' BFFs.
Seriously, though, I was watching this with sockkiah and her roommate, who had never watched a single episode of Lost. We recorded the conversation we had while watching the finale, and it was epic. But it basically ends with SK's roommate yelling this:
"AHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GUYS FELL FOR THIS BULLSHIT FOR SIX. YEARS. AHAHAHA! AHAHAHA! WHAT THE FUCK!"
...and us laughing along with her, because seriously.
What. The. FUCK.
Not that I had a lot of faith in the Lost writers anyway at this point, but they failed in some massive ways.
Allow me to defer to author Catherynne Valente to explain why the "and they were dead all along" ending is utter bullshit. (And have I linked her rant on why Lost fails at genre before? Seriously, read it if you write genre fiction. Or if you're interested in how genre fiction works. Or if you're interested in why Lost didn't work. Or if you're utterly smitten with Valente like I seem to be lately.)
I'll be brief on this: I have problems with the Lost finale. BIG problems. The show built up six years of mythology, failed to realize that its main draw was the mystery, and then failed to deliver the answers it promised. It gave no satisfying explanation of the island and left a huge chunk of its loose ends dangling awkwardly. When I do that on a sweater, it's called shoddy workmanship. It was the writers' job to weave in all the ends on their story, and instead of finding a way to do that, they took the easy route and slapped on a tear-jerker twist ending to trick audiences into not noticing how crappy their finishing skills were. They treated their audience like they weren't smart enough to notice. The week after the series finale, every time I read a positive review of it, I got a Dr. Horrible line running through my head: "Did you notice that he threw you in the garbage?"
Because I stopped being emotionally invested in the show that time they killed off three of my favorite characters in one go, I didn't really care how badly the ending was fucked up. I cared enough to rant and to learn from it as a writer, but I'm basically going to ignore that ending and substitute my own.
This is the real ending:
Then Faraday says, "Let's just fly forever, Des," and so they do.
THE END.
Roll credits.
Goodbye, Lost. I'll miss the Desmond/Faraday makeouts.
On a completely different note, I was sitting in a hotel room with a sketchbook a few weeks ago, and psycocatgirl told me to draw something with a unicorn, so I did.
(There's a version of it without the flowers and awesome stuff here if you want it, but I don't know why you would unless you hate joy.)