The show operates, as co-star Amy Brenneman once put it, on "dream-logic," eliding clear explanation, so watching The Leftovers can be something of a primal experience. And yet its elliptical narrative, vivid imagery, and mythic elements work together to create something we, as viewers, intuitively understand, echoing the traumas and longings within us. The struggles portrayed by the show's top-notch ensemble -- Justin Theroux, Carrie Coon, Liv Tyler, Ann Dowd, et al. -- feel both real and allegorical, as their characters grapple with questions of faith, fate, religion, terrorism, selfhood, mortality, and -- that old Lindelof stomping ground -- purgatory. In the third-to-last episode, our protagonist Kevin (Theroux) finds himself trapped in some sort of limbo realm, and what unfolds there is unlike anything else you'll see on TV this year -- a blend of Black Mirror, Twin Peaks, and the best parts of Lost, only without that show's inclination towards convoluted twists and flashy reveals.