Smallville - the Downward Spiral Begineth

Okay, so inspite of all my griping, I did enjoy Season Six of SV. At least, I learned to enjoy it once I hypnotized myself into ignoring the entire disastrous Clana arc entirely. I was surprised as usual - I thought I'd hate "Promise" but I ended up really loving that episode. It was so cinematically shot and kept us guessing till the last second and the music, was as usual, awesome. Plus, once you get past that fact that Justin Hartley can't act to save his life, and having got that point settled, simply sat back and enjoyed what pretty blond boy he is instead, I decided I liked the Oliver Queen/ Lois Lane sub plot well enough. A thumbs up point was that the directors seemed to have finally dispensed trying to make the series into Wonder Years meets X-Files (and failing, oh, so badly) and come to terms with the fact that this is about a series of comic book characters. And so they thrived. 

Still, the season would have been so much better without Clana bloody Clana. I'm not going to get into this, but I honestly don't see the attraction of old Dopey once you get past his pretty green eyes. (And phenomenal pecs.) I mean, here you have a guy who would willingly let the girl he loves (for he does love Lana, as Miles Millar has been hammering that fact into our heads for the past six years) marry the man he knows to be a monster - for absolutely no good reason. The writers don't even pretend they can come up with one for him now. I mean, any fool can see that Lana genuinely loves him and wouldn't betray him. Plus, that his secret is screwing with her entire life. I don't know, but if I were Clark, I wouldn't even need to be in love with Lana to stop her being hurt in this way. By the end of it, I didn't know who was getting on my nerves more - Dopey for being such an asshole or Lana for her ceaseless, never-ending whining to be let in on the secret. Jesus, girl, have some self-respect and accept that the love of your life is a prize wuss-face dope who doesn't deserve you! I was actually cheering at her little scheme in Promise, when she finally decided to get a clue and find out Clark’s secret for herself by locking Chloe in the wine cellar. I almost began to like her again. And then she ruined it all by running back to him the moment she figured it out. WHY, Lord?! This woman is setting back the feminist movement by decades! Now if it were my girl Lois, she would confront him and break a barn door over Clark's unbelievably thick head. 

And we FoLCs thought that the Lois and Clark Season Three development where Clark let the prison escapee Lex drive off with his freaking fiancée was bad! 

Anyway, apart from the Clana-rama-drama-llama, I quite liked the sixth season. However, Season seven seems to be an entirely different kettle of fish, so far. 

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