Not the show, the movie.
Perhaps you think, "'Lost,' the movie...? I've never heard of it." If so, consider yourself deeply blessed and part of the great majority of people who have had the very real blessing of never having met this "creature."
In calling this movie a "creature" I wish to emphasize its ability to almost literally administer pain to the viewer's body and mind by repeatedly attacking the viewer with its dumbness. As a rabies-infested creature attacks viciously and without good reason, this movie drives the viewer into a corner and sinks its thought-sapping teeth into the most vital areas of the viewer's intelligence.
In between these "suspenseful," animal-like-assault moments, the viewer will endure long, seemingly endless stretches of tedious, unrealistic dialog and panning shots of vacant landscape and road, which has, of course, a sedative-like effect, except without the ?falling completely unconscious? benefit that sedatives would offer. The viewer's body will indeed continually demand unconsciousness (a natural defense mechanism), yet some (knowingly) misplaced hope that a plot will soon appear keeps the viewer allowing the torture of consciousness, the pain and frustration of intentionally looking at the screen.
It is a severe (yet unavoidable, due to the limitations of language) understatement to say this is a very, very, exceptionally very, very bad movie. It sends the viewer into internal seizures of disgust and horror--not genuine horror (as the filmmakers seemingly intended) at, for example, the persistent, irritating flashing images of cherry air fresheners (no joke) and kids playing football, but genuine horror at the disturbing possibility that these filmmakers seriously thought what they were creating was something good, serious, sane, and coherent. Surely, the filmmakers must have, at some point, looked at what they had made and considered it worthy of other human beings' attention and time--a grave (almost misanthropic) conclusion indeed.
As far as "characters" go, any good reputation Dean Cain (the lead "actor" in this film, "Jeremy") had attained through previous work basically dies with this film. His unintentionally corny, unbelievable attempts at seeming like an actual human being struggling through an "intense cat-and-mouse game" produces degrees of nausea and annoyance I didn't think possible for a character in a movie to cause. It almost physically hurts to watch and listen to his mannerisms and dialog. Not only is this character ?lost? in that he is seemingly incapable of following simple directions and road maps (and practical logic [i]at all,[/i] for that matter) but also the actor himself seems ?lost? in that he cannot bring some small amount of realistic emotion and personality to the (admittedly) atrocious writing of the script.
If you have run out of bricks to smash into your face or stairs to throw yourself down or circles to run in, this movie might be a good way to fill an uneventful Saturday evening.
[b]0 out of 10[/b] (assuming a movie cannot receive a negative number rating)