As I mentioned a few entries back, I’m trying to decide which Fall show to follow regularly in my blog. Heroes is the second contender. Tonight I’m going to experiment a bit and try some stream of consciousness comments. So here we go, the Heroes 2-hour third season premiere…
Nathan’s dead. But I’m sure he’ll be fine. Yup. He’s fine–and quicker than I expected.
MISHTOH MUGGWLES! Mishtoh Muggwles is the herald of doom! (Okay, I’m sorry, I won’t do that again.)
Sylar’s sacrificing opportunities to grab Claire in order to be creepy for the audience’s benefit. Boo!
There better be a good reason for keeping Hiro’s half of the formula in existence at all if it’s so dangerous. (And for the record, I’d be almost as bad at Hiro’s first quest as he was.)
“Save ourselves. Save the world.” Sounds like their next catch phrase. (Frankly those have bugged me ever since the beginning.)
There’s the damn 10% brain usage myth again. Writers Guild membership should come with a card that states something like “This is just plain wrong. Stating this in anything you write is like stating that Hawaii is adjacent to Kansas. DON’T DO IT.”
Mohinder’s being an idiot. No, wait, he’s being Mohinder-Fly! Someone get Jeff Goldblum, they can double-date and compare scripts.
Well, the world’s blowing up. Again. Come on, folks. Is this all you can come up with? (“Look out, Radioactive Man! The sun is exploding again!”)
Mrs. Petrelli is the Kwisatz Haderach!
A talking space coyote tells Matt to find his soul mate! (Well, not really, but that’s what I was thinking when he started talking to the turtle.)
Linderman’s turned Harvey.
Sylar’s still alive…WHY? (Same question for all of the people held in Level 5, really. The Company has had no problem with putting OTHER heroes down.)
I don’t think I’m going to blog on Heroes too much—at least not weekly. There’s so much stuff going on that I’d just lose track in all the nitpicking. I don’t envy the chaos the writers have created for themselves, though. Two people warping around in time? It’s hard enough to keep things logical and coherent with just one, and Hiro at least knew what he was doing. I think Ain’t It Cool News puts it quite well: “I think we just have to assume at this point that Peter is the stupidest guy ever to graduate nursing school.” With characters that can do so much, they need to be REALLY careful that their plots don’t require constant use of the idiot-ball, and I’m not so sure they’re off to a great start.
I guess we’ll see.
Someone get Mister Muggles a syringe of that formula.
Michael G. Munz