My LOST review is up at Smartpop -- here is a sample. Click it to read the whole thing.
On one level this is Lost at its most classical — dramatic without making a lot of sense, but you forgive it because it is all fun. If you have to carry unstable dynamite, why jump around so much, and also why not give it to the immortal guy to carry — they guy who in an earlier episode proved he could not be blown up by dynamite? And how, you know, on Earth, could Hurley have gotten so far ahead of the group — enough to get into the Black Rock, and set a fuse, then get far enough away to not die and also before anyone else was close enough not to die — without anyone noticing? Don’t chuck your enemy’s wildcard down a well: I know it looks like you are getting rid of him, and I also enjoy the irony of Desmond once again being alone down in an underground place on the island accessible by a deep shaft, but surely you have just chucked him down to somewhere interesting where he is going to bite you in the ass — especially if this is anything like the other well. By the way: The well, we are told, is so old it was built by people who had no tools — because they wanted to know why their compasses were going crazy. They had compasses but not shovels?
In the morning light I see that to say the wells were dug by hand just means without modern construction equipment, and maybe Locke was not trying to get rid of Desmond at all -- we don't know what his motivation was, I guess.
If Hurley, Desmond, Faraday and Charlie all remember the Alt U because of Love it is going to be interesting if Jack and Locke remember because of EACH OTHER. Start your slash fiction now. (A note to my mother -- you can put "slash fiction" into wikipedia, but I don't recommend it).
Oh and more cute revisions of love cliches along the line of The Constant's "I have to have your phone number of I will (literally) die" -- Libby's "don't I know you from somewhere." The Main U of course.