1. During season 3, Viewing Public complains that show is going nowhere, stops watching in droves.
2. To appease Viewing Public, Producers commit to set timetable for resolution of show, up pace.
3. In order to facilitate (2) above, Producers start resolving the most thematically important subplots, more or less abandon the rest.
4. Show ends. Viewing Public complains about subplots not being resolved.
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Years later, the Dessert-Eating Public becomes enraged at their inability to both have and eat cake. A global spate of bakery-directed arson ensues. Cuse and Lindelof appear to call for sanity. JJ Abrams appears to fling the idea for Super Clovereightfield II at someone and collect a fat paycheck. Colm eats a Mr Freeze, maintains that it is both “delicious” and “refreshing”. Paul Daniels is pronounced World President, resolves to crack down on pastry vandalism. Everyone is confused. It was all a dream. Or was it? No. But you could be forgiven for thinking so.
I see. I am delighted you posted something but Lost is a subject to which I cannot relate
This makes me sad
I went on to the sight, noticed a post and was delighted
I read the subject title and sighed.
Carry on Sir
It’s only tangentially about Lost. Subtext, dear. Plus it’s a post in which I say “delicious,” so I don’t know what else I can give you.
A sound bite of you saying delicious?
You think you want that, but it would lose its magic very quickly. Plus if there actually was a Colm In My Pocket, the other five buttons would probably just be “What? Fuck off”.
3: “Mnngh?”
4: “Nuh?”
5: “beh.”
6: “First name: Colm. Middle Name: O. Last name: Brien.”
Also: Fanboy!
I have to stop googling for ‘misguided poncing’.