Contrary to what I said in my Storytellers Unplugged essay, “The Book Launch,” I did in fact remember to wear something green today. I wasn’t entirely sure — I had to confirm it with my wife. I thought for a while that it might have been beige or brown but she reassured me that it is, indeed, green.
I spent a week or so in Ireland back in the early 90s wandering from coast to coast on an aimless yet enjoyable journey to nowhere. One of my favorite anecdotes from that trip was about seeing posters and ads like the one featured here. After reading dense fine print on bottles in America about all the ways alcohol can ruin your health, seeing a beer ad like this was refreshing.
I wonder if last night’s NCIS was another back door pilot for CGIS, the coast guard analog. Probably not, because of the paucity of CGIS investigators. It was good seeing Diane Neal (of Law & Order) go head to head with Gibbs and survive the ordeal. I think she makes a better foil for him than the lawyer who has popped up from time to time this season.
One week from today and I’m off to World Horror. Can’t wait — I’m looking forward to seeing lots of people I haven’t seen in years, and quite a good number who I know only from online encounters. Four days hardly seems long enough, but I’m going to make the most of it. I certainly expect to have a few Guinness or whatever other good British beer is available, and I’ve already booked in for a curry dinner with some colleagues. Good times.
Last night’s Lost had a lot to live up to, coming as it did after last week’s stellar episode, Dr. Linus, and before next week’s hotly anticipated episode focusing on Richard Alpert. It was good. It had some important developments. It had a few surprises. However, I didn’t come away from it as hopped up as I did from Dr. Linus. Anyhow, more behind the cut.
As expected, the episode title was a double play, meaning both to reconnoiter and to con again. We see Sawyer playing out a familiar scene, a repeat of the one from the long con episode, except this time his target is onto his game. Faster than you can say Lafleur, the cops come rushing in, including Detective Miles Straum. Lo and behold, Sawyer/Ford isn’t just an informer–he’s a detective, too. Okay, now, hang on a minute. Let’s think back a bit to the beginning of the season. Wouldn’t a cop be expected to react a little differently to a woman wearing handcuffs by herself in an elevator after an international flight? He didn’t seem very police-y that day. Hmmm. Maybe he just wasn’t in the mood after his (presumably disappointing) trip to Australia. Maybe he didn’t figure he could take her without his gun.
So, who does Zoe resemble more: Kate or Tina Fey? Actually, she’s Sheila Kelley from L.A. Law, and looking mighty fine as a damsel in distress. I am intrigued by the way Flocke seems to answer every question asked of him truthfully. I don’t think I’ve heard him tell a direct lie. In fact, telling the truth seems to be contagious. Flocke asks Sawyer what happened on Hydra and he tells him. However, telling the truth doesn’t mean there isn’t deception, because there are certain crucial details people aren’t telling. In other words, they aren’t volunteering information if they aren’t asked specific questions.
It seems like a lot of people in the sideways world are living on a cuisine of microwave TV dinners. We get another mirror shot, this time of Sawyer smashing his fist into one. Charlie’s brother Liam staggers into the police station looking for his brother and gets blown off. And, hey, there’s Charlotte, the unboring archeologist who can’t shake off her habit of digging into people’s past.
I wonder if Flocke’s story of a crazy mother is meant to tell us more than it did — other than being a warning to Kate about Aaron’s mother. A piece in the jigsaw puzzle of who Jacob and MiB really are?
Question: What’s in the locked cabinet on the sub? People are speculating that it might be Desmond. Seriously?
Anyhow, a decent but unexceptional episode–but I predict greatness for next week.
