Month: October 2008

Heroes, Season 3: A Knee-Jerk Over-reaction

Heroes, Season 3: A Knee-Jerk Over-reaction

I’m a BIG fan of Heroes. You’d almost have to try to make a superhero TV show, movie etc. that wouldn’t like (simply casting Ben Affleck is a good start in that direction, though :). When Heroes first aired, I was hooked instantly. I loved it. Season two came along and was doing pretty well, I thought, until the screen writers got greedy and cut the season short. Season 3 is here now (and has been for about 7 weeks, I think), and, while I’m still pretty happy, over all, I have some reservations.

A TV show we used to really like was Alias, but then it got dumb (for me). A line I quote all the time to Angela that highlights the soap opera that show became is, "And now my daughter lies in a coma!" I fear Heroes has gotten touch of the melodrama bug from Alias. First off, and perhaps most annoying, is Claire’s "I’m not normal. Woe is me! I CAN’T EVEN FEEL PAIN!" moaning. Constantly. Her victim schtick got old quick, but they’re still clubbing that horse. Last night, she goes from lovey-dovey with her mom, to shadowed faces, growly voiced "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" to Elle, to "send your electricity through me, then let’s braid others hair!" OK. I made that last part up, but you get the point. This show isn’t meant for girls. It’s for teenage boys and college guys who could neither get into a frat not get a date. Or something. I’m not sure how I fit in there, but here’s the point: enough of the girly feelings. Let’s just see some genetic mutation head kicking, can we?

Another "twist" that has me a bit bothered is Sylar. In season, he was the perfect bad guy. His stare was creepy and just oozed bad guy. Aweseome. This season, he’s become a super wimp. He went from chopping the tops of people’s heads off to see how their power works, to "Oh! Hi, Peter. I wish you had told me you were coming, so I could make more pancakes," "Peter, I’m your brother!", and "MY MOTHER LOVES ME!" They just need to get one of these characters pregnant (or maybe put ’em in a life jacket and on some water skis) to complete the destruction.

Don’t get me wrong. I still love this show, and there are signs that maybe I’m jumping the gun on them jumping the cartilaginous carnivore. The glare Sylar…excuse me…Gabriel gave Mr. Petrelli looked nice and… cruel, like the Sylar we’ve come to love and hate. For the first time in the show’s 2+ years on the air, though, I really wanted to fast forward through some parts. That’s just sad. 🙂

To be kind to host cities, I should quit going on vacation

To be kind to host cities, I should quit going on vacation

The title says it all. I go on vacation and trouble follows. A couple of years ago, we go to Eureka Springs. We had a great time, but, apparently, so did the all the bikers. Turns our there was a "blues festival" that weekend, which is a code word for "every loud and scary biker in the area, descend on this city NOW!" It wasn’t pretty.

Most recently, I took the family to Kansas City this past weekend for some fun at museums, petting zoos, and a Chiefs game. As (bad) luck would Smoke from the pitshave it, Barak Obama was in town, holding a rally. I took a picture from the site of the rally, which you can see on the right. See the smoke coming from the chimney. It has to be straight from the pits of You Know Where. Angela didn’t think so, but I’m convinced.

So to Eureka Springs and Kansas City, I apologize. To San Francisco, which we visited last spring, I don’t owe you anything. You did that to yourself. 🙂