The Last Season

The Last Season
One Dark and One Light...

Monday, December 17, 2007

Every Picture Tells a Story, Don't It?

Looking at the new trailer for season 4 and wondering about a few things. I had planned to write about the new hatch logo revealed last week, but now new info casts doubt on my theory. So while I sulk off to my easy chair to ponder the mystery of the two new hatches for Season 4, I'll just drop these picture on you and let the story unfold.

I warn you matey's, thar be spoilers ahead.

It's a safe bet that were gonna see yet another perspective on the plane crash. I think Greg Grunberg will be making another appearance as our pilot.


Here's another look inside the fuselage pre-breakup. Is that Locke there in the middle?


4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42. I don't remember a 6 in there anywhere.


OH, it's how long Hugo can hold his breath under water.


Oops, I think I'm falling, hey buddy, can you give me a hand up?


Ummm, could you use two hands, dude?


What the hell was that? The electrics are going haywire.


Oh crap! Here I go, see ya!


Looks like we have a guest dropping in for dinner.


Just don't shine that in my eyes, okay?


Welcome to the Eyeland.



Nice blue helmet.


Who is that on the right taking a day hike with our Losties? I'm guessing in the future the wrist watches are much bigger.


Someone with long blonde hair and a pistol who is dressed like Ben Linus.


Nope, I don't recognize her either.


Here is a place we've been before. Wonder what this is?


My first thought? Looks like hamburger is back on the menu.
Wait a minute, is that cow wearing a Scarf? Next thing you know it'll be talking to us.


My what a lovely bunch of coconuts.


Well, it looks like our new friends brought some firecrackers along.
Maybe it's Chinese New Years.


I couldn't get the song "Run Thru The Jungle" By Creedence out of my head.


Hey what's that over there? Looks like an old shack.


Kinda dark inside. I wonder who lives here?


Maybe I'll just take a little peek to see if anyone's home.


Oh No, it's the CEO of Fantasy Island.


Run Forrest Run !!!

And I'll leave you with this little nugget. Yes that is a cityscape reflected in the water. I wouldn't read too much into it though. My gut feeling is that it only represents the dual nature of the upcoming season, half the show on the island and half alternating between flash backs and flash forwards.

Namaste,
hatchling23

7 comments:

Capcom said...

Heheh, very funny! Good post. :-)

Thanks for laying out the images like that. Yes, it sure does look like CS is sitting in someone's crotchedy old cabin. Hmmmmmm.

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