Snippet from a much larger article.There's a terrific scene in tonight's return of "Lost" that will remind fans why they fell in love with this show in the first place, plus provide more evidence that the people who write this show may not be entirely sane (or entirely sober).
It comes just about midway during "Not in Portland," and is augured by a jangling soundtrack - of the claws-across-the-blackboard variety - and pounding bongos, as the escaping Kate (Evangeline Lilly) and Sawyer (Josh Holloway) plunge through the dark doorway of a mysterious house in the jungle. Inside, Karl (Blake Bashoff) - the nice if unhinged kid who tried to get Sawyer to escape earlier this season - is strapped to a chair.
He's got a pair of phosphorescent blue square goggles strapped around his head, and a deeply blank expression on his face, looking like Chuckie from "Rugrats" on a bad acid trip. Staring straight ahead, he's pointed at a screen where wild images (like doll's heads) and slogans ("We are the cause of our own suffering") fly by, and it instantly hits you: So this is how the Others became "othered."
Because the process of watching "Lost" is not unlike the process of peeling an onion, this little scene tells us:
a. The Others may not be so terrible after all (but are perhaps just benign cultists marooned in the tropics); and
b. They've undergone a seriously weird attitude-adjustment regimen.
As always, stuff like this begets obvious questions - by whom and to what end? As always, the answers are not forthcoming.
That's OK - some of us have gotten used to the obfuscation, or to be a little less frilly, gotten used to being strung along. But most of us haven't. ABC has demanded more answers and the producers have promised to comply. That's why the "Chuckie" scene is fleeting, and why the third season of "Lost" has become more preoccupied with action than mystery.