‘Lost’ in L.A.

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Some friends and I attended the “Lost” finale party Sunday night at the Orpheum theater in downtown L.A. My seats were in the front row, a marvelous bit of luck (I got them through Ticketmaster like anyone else).

Before the finale aired, we heard from L. Scott Nadler, who played Rose, and Michael Emerson, who played Ben, as well as from a few minor players (Walt, young Ben, Kate’s father and a Dharma guy). Emerson, who was the audience favorite, was particularly articulate and charming.

Asked how he played the duplicitous Benjamin Linus in the times when he didn’t know whether his character was lying or not, Emerson said he simply said his lines earnestly and let the audience sort out fact from fiction.

Several people in the audience came in costume. The guy across the aisle from me was in a Hanso Corp. lab coat with the lottery numbers stitched on the back.

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  • Doug Evans

    Did Walt happen to mention what’d happened to him? I heard that he’s grown so tall that the producers figured they couldn’t believably use him. But, man… they spent two years telling us how important he was, and then the next four kind of pretending he’d never existed. I was miffed that he and his dad didn’t get to go to Magic-Church with everyone else at the end. Boone and Sharon got to go… even people who weren’t even on the plane were there… but no Michael and Walt? Maybe they aren’t Unitarians. (Was that a Unitarian Church? I read that online someplace. If that wasn’t a Unitarian Church, then my joke falls a little flat.)

    [Dunno. There was said to be iconography from various faiths. (Which might be teh same as Unitarian.) Walt said nothing of interest. — DA]

  • Ramona

    I haven’t watched “Lost” but as a fan of “Celebrity Apprentice” I can appreciate that there is a large gap looming in your evening viewing habits. Glad you and your friends got to participate in the get-together for the finale. Kinda makes the parting easier.

    Like you, I’ll be waiting for the next TV obsession. I really must get a life!

    As a side note, apparently from some of your recent musings we share optometrists. Small world.

    [I’m willing to share him! He’s too awesome to keep to myself. — DA]

  • judi

    Did the finale answer all of your questions, or did it leave you feeling a bit lost?

    [The latter! — DA]

  • Not a “Lostie” (sorry, rest of the civilized world), but from the absence of Suzanne Pleshette photos here, I’m deducing that your Sunday column theory didn’t come to pass?

    Too bad — that woulda been a memorable way to wrap things up. Though the fact that they didn’t all go to jail, or get abruptly cut to black mid-Journey tune, must’ve provided you with a less bitter final taste than the one left in the collective mouths of Seinfeld & Soprano fans.

    Dunno if you followed Six Feet Under, but I think that show — befitting one centered on a funeral home — set the gold standard for final episodes. When your audience is inspired to cheer through their tears (which, coincidentally, is how I often feel after reading the Daily Bulletin on Wednesdays, Fridays & Sundays) then I think you’ve done your job.

    [Likewise, I cheered through my tears while reading your comment. I’m told that after the finale, on Jimmy Kimmel, one of the three “alternate” endings involved Newhart waking up in bed, saying he’d had a dream about running an inn in Vermont, and then Lost’s Kate turns over and says she had a dream she was on a deserted island. Then they both looked surprised. — DA]