Hidden Secrets of LOST (The Box Set)

If LOST had lips, I'd never work up the courage to kiss it.

It’s been about a week since the Lost box set has come out. Enough time to finish all 5252 episodic minutes along with all the extra features. I’ll assume each and every single one of you has done so. You’ve read the pull out thing-y with your black light. The stone pieces reflected a distorted version of your smile as you set them on the board to a game you don’t know how to play. You got frustrated trying to roll up Jacob’s message in the ankh, which was nothing but gibberish symbols that meant nothing. You are done. You’ve finished all that is Lost: The Complete Collection on blu ray or dvd. Or have you?


(That is my typographical interpretation of the theme music.)

Continue on to get mind fingered. WARNING: SPOILERS!

So you got answers to things you didn’t care about, Walt is infecting your dreams again, and you teared up during the behind the scenes stuff. Time to pack it up. That’s everything. WRONG! You didn’t think the people behind the most picked apart series ever would spoon feed you all of the extras, did you?

Grab your black light and go at that map like a forensic investigator goes after people stains at a motel murder scene. Do you see the heart of the island? Of course you do. You did this already. It’s beautiful isn’t it? Like a holographic Mew. Anyone a member of the Pokemon League circa 2000? Take notice of the arrows and turn the map accordingly. Some of you are going, “Duh! Idiot. Shut up. Like, whatever.” The rest of you are going, “Holy Smoke Monsters! A hidden disc! I could have went years without finding this!”

There’s a hidden disc in the lid. How freaking cool is that?! Plenty of more things to geek out about, until you’ve hit play on everything. Then, that…is…it. Done. There couldn’t possibly be more. WRONG AGAIN! There are a ton of easter eggs throughout this thing!

You could try to find them all on your own like I did. (I failed.) On the other hand, you could go to Annie Chu’s complete list at the Examiner. She does a wonderful job of exposing all the secrets, I think. If more popped up on some other list, I wouldn’t be surprised. Lost is pretty much a giant middle finger pointed straight at you. Are we sadists for enjoying Lost so much? Eh, who gives two farts? Have fun.

See you in another life, brotha.

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