It opted more for emotional catharsis than answering six seasons of questions.
They're good, though.
It was Samuel.
Michael! Seriously, where were you?
We'll have lots more coverage of tonight's finale in the morning, but for now, enjoy these commercials.
Heaven and stuff.
I really didn't expect that much wish fulfillment.
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What's up with Walt anyway?
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More interesting than it sounds, we swear.
(Sorry. It'll all be over soon.)
Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse look back on what might have been.
What is 'Lost' if not one big, 121-hour, six-season tribute to the male torso?
"We don't know if we write 'Lost' or if 'Lost' writes us."
Decision made to prevent illegal downloads.
What will happen in Sunday's two-and-a-half-hour finale?
The Ben Linus touch.
The Emmys last night gave Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse a little extra incentive not to disappoint everybody this weekend.
We're soliciting your questions for Jack Bender.
"Duties: Touching people, some weaving, arranging purges."
"I couldn't help but notice that you're both huge nerds."
And then, and then, and then!
One episode to go, and it's revelations galore ... only some of which make sense.