TRULY, YOU BREAK MY HEART, BUT I'll BE THERE BESIDE YOU

- Lost last night was pretty good, if a bit confusing. Once again, it did feel like a shotgun blast of facts in a certain way, but it was clearly anchored to Locke's story and it was invested with enough panache by the actors that I never felt bored. I do like the interesting way that they're playing Ben and Widmore off of each other , such that the audience doesn't know which one to trust. Lost has always played with a lot of ambiguities but this is a particularly interesting one; I'm definitely excited for next next week.

Also, Locke is a pretty hardcore driver.

- Monday's 24 definitely made up for last week's boringness. So much insane shit went down that I probably don't remember every awesome thing but here's a brief summary:

- Jack driving through a park
- A van doing a freakin' barrel roll
- Renne slapping Jack ("Do you feel that?")
- Renne pulling her gun on Jack
- Dubacku having a microchip UNDER HIS SKIN
- Oily FBI programmer dude shooting his girlfriend while making-out with her
- "I want to see my attorney"
- The totally out-of-the-blue appearance from Tony at the end, introducing the next threat ("This is real, Jack.")
- "OPEN HIM UP"

The one complaint I have is that the episode continued in the pattern of this season in that by the end of the episode the entire threat is over but then there's an arbitrary, tacked-on thing at the end of the episode to keep the plot going. In this case, it was especially glaring.

Also, Janeane Garafalo was in there for, like, 20 seconds at most. I am not impressed by this.

- Slumdog Millionaire is, in essence, a fairytale but it's a pretty good one and it's told with an eye-popping visual style, acted with verve and strength and blessed with one of the best scores in a long while. It's basically Danny Boyle dressing up old-school Hollywood pictures with hyper-active directing (even the way the subtitles are done feels innovative and fresh) and a modernist setting; he's daring you not to fall for these elements that are older than you (the long-lost, destined, love, the brother vs. brother conflict, the rags-to-riches plot arc), and you do fall for them. Partly because they're so durable but also because they're invested with wide-eyed sincerity by the actors and a genuine interest by the director. I'm glad that this movie won Best Picture at the Oscars because I think it shows that people are ready to accept movies that make them feel good as genuine art again ; especially when compared to last year's winner, the cold-hearted No Country For Old Men (which, to be clear, I do like), it's a tribute to the human spirit and the power of true love. And, I'll admit, I got a little choked up when our man Jamal and the love of his life Latika finally meet in the train station at the end of the movie for their big kiss and the answer to the question that runs throughout the entire movie ("How did Jamal win all this money?", in essence) is flashed on the screen ("It is written"); it was one of the most powerfully emotional moments of cinema I've seen in a long while.

Of course, the movie cleverly undercuts this over-the-top sentimentality of that scene in the following dance number as the credits roll, but, to me, that just makes it even better.