I will freely admit that on occasion, I am a late joiner. I didn't get into the Barenaked Ladies (it's a BAND, Mom!) until way after One Week had become a memory, I didn't start reading Harry Potter until I saw the first movie, and Buffy was in it's last season by the time I started watching it.
Therefore, it should come as no surprise to anyone that I just started watching LOST. I have a really good reason for waiting on this one though: St. Elsewhere. IT WAS ALL AN EFF-ING DREAM! Firefly: Cancelled after one season. X-Files: The first two seasons were REALLY good, then they made a movie and it all went to hell. Angel: They cancelled it mid-season, giving what could have been a really great story arc the shortest shrift ever.
Television, thou hast burned me before. And at the time, I couldn't take it. So, I decided I would wait. No matter how long LOST was on TV, I wasn't going to start watching it until it was over and someone who had watched every episode (preferably someone who had watched it from the beginning for the entire run) told me they were satisfied with how it ended.
Well, as anyone who doesn't live under a rock is aware, the show is over. Done. No more. And I have heard from several die-hard fans that they loved the entire show including the finale. And so it begins. My journey through the quandry that is The Island.
PS - I just saw the first Locke-A-Riffic story arc last night and bawled my eyes out. I agree Mr. Locke. Don't tell me what I can't do.