
Technically, I'm in a fight with this show because it's on hiatus until January or February of 2008, which is ridiculous and seriously testing the limits of my fanship and sanity. But I would be remiss if I didn't include it, so...fine, J.J. Abrams. Fine.
I didn't watch this program for the first two seasons because I thought it was about dinosaurs. I got hooked when the boyfriend (not knowing he was lifting a crack pipe to my lips) plugged me into episode #1 downloaded on his computer. Fire! Dimples! Tracheotomies! Ocean! Handcuffs! Dimples!
You better have the patience of Job to watch this show - endless character flashbacks, slow as Christmas plot development, and enough red herrings for a fish fry - because if you don't (and I don't) you'll spend a lot of time yelling at people who don't exist and producers who do.
But I stay in this unhealthy relationship because Sawyer likes to take his shirt off a lot. Sayid just killed someone with his feet. And has skin like candy. There's creepy music that tells me what to feel and when. Two characters got buried alive just because viewers didn't like them. John Locke can talk to invisible people. They've played Wonderwall more than once. A man wearing an eye patch got electrocuted and I got to press rewind over and over to watch the blood explode from his eardrums. And there still might be dinosaurs.