You know, I dunked a lot on Jack at the start of this season.
We’re back! It’s hard to believe that, the last time I wrote about a John Locke-specific episode, it was still relevant to actually tell people to wash their hands instead of just assuming they’d scrubbed them down to the bone already – three months in lockdown, three months of Lostdown, and I have Entirely lost (heh) my mind.
Excuse me, Sir, spare some plot for a struggling recapper? Just a little, anything helps; I have gone so long without plot, I have almost forgotten the taste of it. Is it I, stranded on the island, torn away from the decencies of reality such as a coherent, forward-motion plot? Perhaps it was me on the island all along.
I was scammed before with the promise of a Naveen Andrews episode, which ended up a total let-down and more focused on this whole “mythology” thing that I’m sure the show’s going to lose interest in soon enough, but this week, I have finally been gifted with a killer platform for a great actor that the show actually seems to want to do something with.
I took one look at the title of this episode, and only one thing came to mind. Because if you bring up cowboys and daddy issues in the same sentence, I am simply obliged to share with you this iconic Magnetic Fields faux-country gay banger, Papa Was A Rodeo. Here, listen to it now – if you sync it with reading this recap just right, it’s like Wizard of Oz and Pink Floyd, except actually interesting.