Sure, you could say Kimmel was shilling for ABC product in having Lost producers Carlton Cuse and Damon Lindelof as his guests last night. Except for the fact that Kimmel is obviously really into the show and really knows his stuff. When Kimmel started asking Lost questions I thought they were going to be all jokes (some of them were: “True or false: The smoke monster represents our reliance on foreign oil?”).

But many of them weren’t. He got some real info. I guess here I’ll say for the faint-hearted: SOME SPOILERS AHEAD.)

Framing his queries as “coincidence or fate” questions, Kimmel asked things such as, “As soon as we see Charlie, Desmond disappears.” (Coincidence, said Cuse and Lindelof.)

“Michael and Walt were not on the plane.” That was “fate,” said the men:

It’s also a measure of how into the show Kimmel audience was that when Cuse said it was no coincidence that the meal served on the plane was not just lasagna, but “vegetarian lasagna,” there were hearty laughs all around. But when the producers said that it was “significant” that Jack has one less mini-bottle of vodka on the plane than he did in the pilot, there were actually murmurs and “Ooooh“s of delight from the crowd.

The producers were admirably loose and forthcoming. When Cuse casually SPOILED, “As you saw tonight, John Locke is the smoke monster,” there were groans from the studio crowd, which of course had not yet seen last night’s premiere at the time of Kimmel’s taping. “Oh, sorry,” said Cuse, cool as a cucumber. Cuse and Lindelof announced that the final Lost episode would air on May 23, followed the next week by a “Lost Bowl game,” said Cuse.

Meanwhile, the host spliced himself into last night’s Lost premiere, with the sort of dialogue we’d like to hear:

Oh, and because I can’t resist, I’m also including Jimmy’s commercial for a lawn-treatment item named after Pink and her Grammy performance. Order now and you get a Taylor Swiffer at no extra charge. You’re welcome:

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