I feel sorry for the infidels who gave up on the show when it started getting challenging. I don't pretend to defend its flawlessness, but it has spoken to my inner-me so many times that I feel I owe it some sort of solemn allegiance.
This Sunday is the two and a half hour finale to conclude six seasons, which will be preceded by a two hour series recap and followed by a one hour after party event. Suffice it to say, my night is booked.
So I present to you, for your criticism, a painting done of the most intriguing antagonist in television history.
Benjamin Linus, also briefly known as Henry Gale.
4 comments:
I guess I'm going to have to take two weeks out of my summer and devote it to Lost. Which seasons do you have--other than the one with whom you produce gorgeous granddaughters?
That is awesome.
Thanks Tacie. I was beginning to think my mother was my only fan.
I'm a little slow getting around to it (usually have to catch up on several posts at a time), but I read your blog too, and am always very impressed with your talent.
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