The finale of last Wednesday's episode
brought to mind Track 4 from this album
, the poem that inspired the song here
). Though the plots are largely dissimilar, the line "Part of you dies each brick I lay" looped through my head as the fate of Nikki and Paulo unfolded. It seemed quite appropriate.
That's the way old-fashioned horror movies did it. No blood or violence. Just horror.
Labels: Lost, Television