"my real name is stan lipschitz"

i may be the last remaining ALIAS fan who doesn't feel that the show has totally fallen apart. i've seen every episode from day one, and i even made it through all of season three, which seemed to take way too long to find its way. i still can't jump on the i hate ALIAS bandwagon. i loved this season. so much of it was a throw back to the better parts of seasons one and two. i love how insane it is that our hero sets out to save the world, and she just happens to fight the baddies with her father, mother, sister, and boyfriend in tow. i also love that the baddies just happen to be her aunt, and the father of her sister. i mean c'mon, how crazy is that? but it works and i love it.

and last night's season ender did not let me down, at all. i was on the edge of my seat for most of the episode (after slowly being rocked to sleep by the pacing of the two hour LOST finale). don't get me wrong, i heart LOST so, but to be honest it was really 110 minutes of nothingness and the ten minutes of intensity. seriously creepy and messed up intensity. but anyway, back to ALIAS. i loved not knowing how it was going to turn out, or who would even survive the last hour of season four. i mean major characters die on that show all the time, true they don't always stay dead, but they die and that's the point. i heard rumors that spy-sis and spy-boyfriend might not be that major players in season five. who knew which derevko sister would walk away at the end, if either. things like that kept me guessing from start to finish. i loved the return of richard from felicity who started out the season as syd's new partner. i was holding my breath when marshall called home to speak with his wife carrie, hoping for just the smallest glimpse of amanda foreman (meghan from felicity), but sadly no. the creepy zombies much like the ones from 28 days later, the ominous red glow, the derevko show down...i loved it all. and the last two minutes prove that j.j. abrams will forever be the master at messing with the heads of his fans.

spoilage: rach, this means you, you were warned.

true seeing syd and vaughn in the car driving down the coast had me a little worried at first. you rarely see anyone driving on tv without the outcome being a car accident. no one just drives from A to B on tv, they just get places. if they are in a car, it can't be good. but the scene was so long that i got sucked into the dialogue and i forgot about that nagging little feeling in the back of my mind. as vaughn begins to tell syd that the majority of what she knows about the man she loves is all a lie my mouth dropped. and his name isn't even michael vaughn! i did not see that coming. and before i could recover from that, a car comes out of nowhere and slams into them. fade to black. all i could do was yell, "what?!?", at the screen. i got chills, my eyes watered, and my heart started beating a little faster. then i thought, "now that's how you leave people hanging." i couldn't ask for a better ending, or for a better arc to start of season five. wow.

my only hopes for season five are: more spymommie, more sark, the overdue return of will, an explanation of the missing two years, and working the harvesting of syd's eggs, from season three, into the storyline. that would help with the whole real life pregnancy of jenny g. oh, and doing something, ANYthing with amanda foreman and tangi miller would be welcomed any day.