Gah.
I haven't ever done this, so bear with me, and forgive me.
Here's what's upset me from the moment this arc started: John Corbin.
Go ahead with your bad self, Brian Austin Greene, but no. You aren't an international terrorist mercenary. Oh, but wait! Apparently neither is John Corbin. The reason why we pity John Corbin is for the horrible fate he suffers at being made more and less than human. He didn't know what he signed up for. But that brings us to the reason I'm annoyed.
HE SIGNED UP FOR IT. He was a bad, bad man, who took a unscrupulous way out offered by an unscrupulous person (ahem, Lex Luthor, ahem-hem) [sidebar: milkfilled guitar got milk rockstar commercial FAIL] and that is why we DON'T feel sorry for him. Making John Corbin into a "sympathetic character" is akin to making the Joker a sane and reasonable human. NOPE.
Okay, but Erica Durance is kick ass. I would be her in a heartbeat, and apparently she grew up on some sort of farm (turkey? pig?) and I don't commit to farm life lightly. She's Lois through and through and well done. And Emil. Don't know how I feel yet about the esteemed Dr. Hamilton. He's something of a villain these days, yah?
Oh fucking hell, he can hear- no... This is memory.
This is a foggy area, so I'lll give it to BAG. Ha! BAG. I hope he got teased as a child because, let's face it... That's golden and whatever he was on Beverly Hills, like he has reason to complain about how his life turned out.
It's always sketchy what John Corbin can feel. I don't know necessarily that he's a "having personal chats with himself" kind of a fellow, but whatever, I'll overlook that if they keep giving me more Clois goodness, or if they try real hard to get Clark back to the DP with due alacrity. However, the reason he strikes out vengefully is tied into how he can't feel any more. Kind of like MetalBarbossa without the swords, the monkey or Johnny Depp.
Ok, Lois just made spirit fingers at the keyboard. Hells yes for sass.
HA. CLARK KENT IS DEAD MY ASS. "What... NO! LOIS.... DON'T."
Superhuman or not, he will never best Lois Lane.
"Is that a foot?!" Fantastic.
I can't wait for the fanfic. I really can't. I've got a serious jonesing.
Chloe. I loved her at the beggining of this episode.... Not sure right now. They need to make her sidebar the jealousy, and focus on being intelligent, heartbroken over Jimmy, and conflicted about what Clark is doing. I wanted her to be mad at Clark for jerking her cousin around. Only instead she's mad because her Gal Friday position just got pre-empted by a whole new calendar year.
BAG gets a gold star in creepiness though.
Aaaaaaaaannnnnnnddd.... here we go. BAG on Clark fighting. HOT. It's a shame that people as attractive as Tom Welling exist. It truly is. How do you compete with that. Even if he does have goofy teeth.
[Wine break. Back after commercial.]
Hello. I have returned. There is a furniture commercial on. That's nice because we just finished paying ours off. However... Now husband needs to replace the hybrid battery in his car. 3,000. Not. A. Fan.
But whatever.
Smallville... Come back!
Nope. The vaguely Wallace and Grommit like Chevron commecials. Does Chevron make cars? Only gas? Was this always the case? No.
Ooo... Vampire Diaries commercial. I remember when Ian Somerholder was on Young Americans? Am I that old? Yes.
BACK!
Chloe has a point... It is Lois. He should have known.
It won't make the kryptonite disappear though... So... Flaw.
Green BAG. He;s a bit of a dork in that color? Fooseball, really? But, yeah. John Corbin's staple is that he never gave a flying fudgenugget about anyone. Including himself. Hence...
Oh, she's being compassionate to a manmetalbeast who is trying to murder her one true love. Not that she knows that. Seriously, I would hate to be her insurance provider. How many claims are you even allowed in a year? The Daily Planet must not co-opt with Cigna. Sigh, Lois, your life would make so much more sense if you stopped passing out all of the damn time.
What gives Clark the right to interfere? Well... The superpowers for one? The... ability to interfere?
I wouldn't be mad at a guy who's heart is breaking by standing apart. That's... not how an EMP would work, but ok. fine. It was cool to watch.
Do you think that metal thing chafed his nipples? I'm imagining the marks left... Ok, off topic.
That ripping sound can't be good.
Oh BAG. Rest in peace. It was a fool's errand they send you on
I did like that. I mean, as a fangrrl, I hated that he sped away. But as a Superman fan... I'm so glad he was tempted.
Ok. I've rambled on enough. I'm enjoying the last nine minutes (more like one and half) with my Novella Synergy Blanc, and radio silence.
I need Lois/Blur fanfic though, so if anyone feels up to it, drop me a line.
Here's what's upset me from the moment this arc started: John Corbin.
Go ahead with your bad self, Brian Austin Greene, but no. You aren't an international terrorist mercenary. Oh, but wait! Apparently neither is John Corbin. The reason why we pity John Corbin is for the horrible fate he suffers at being made more and less than human. He didn't know what he signed up for. But that brings us to the reason I'm annoyed.
HE SIGNED UP FOR IT. He was a bad, bad man, who took a unscrupulous way out offered by an unscrupulous person (ahem, Lex Luthor, ahem-hem) [sidebar: milkfilled guitar got milk rockstar commercial FAIL] and that is why we DON'T feel sorry for him. Making John Corbin into a "sympathetic character" is akin to making the Joker a sane and reasonable human. NOPE.
Okay, but Erica Durance is kick ass. I would be her in a heartbeat, and apparently she grew up on some sort of farm (turkey? pig?) and I don't commit to farm life lightly. She's Lois through and through and well done. And Emil. Don't know how I feel yet about the esteemed Dr. Hamilton. He's something of a villain these days, yah?
Oh fucking hell, he can hear- no... This is memory.
This is a foggy area, so I'lll give it to BAG. Ha! BAG. I hope he got teased as a child because, let's face it... That's golden and whatever he was on Beverly Hills, like he has reason to complain about how his life turned out.
It's always sketchy what John Corbin can feel. I don't know necessarily that he's a "having personal chats with himself" kind of a fellow, but whatever, I'll overlook that if they keep giving me more Clois goodness, or if they try real hard to get Clark back to the DP with due alacrity. However, the reason he strikes out vengefully is tied into how he can't feel any more. Kind of like MetalBarbossa without the swords, the monkey or Johnny Depp.
Ok, Lois just made spirit fingers at the keyboard. Hells yes for sass.
HA. CLARK KENT IS DEAD MY ASS. "What... NO! LOIS.... DON'T."
Superhuman or not, he will never best Lois Lane.
"Is that a foot?!" Fantastic.
I can't wait for the fanfic. I really can't. I've got a serious jonesing.
Chloe. I loved her at the beggining of this episode.... Not sure right now. They need to make her sidebar the jealousy, and focus on being intelligent, heartbroken over Jimmy, and conflicted about what Clark is doing. I wanted her to be mad at Clark for jerking her cousin around. Only instead she's mad because her Gal Friday position just got pre-empted by a whole new calendar year.
BAG gets a gold star in creepiness though.
Aaaaaaaaannnnnnnddd.... here we go. BAG on Clark fighting. HOT. It's a shame that people as attractive as Tom Welling exist. It truly is. How do you compete with that. Even if he does have goofy teeth.
[Wine break. Back after commercial.]
Hello. I have returned. There is a furniture commercial on. That's nice because we just finished paying ours off. However... Now husband needs to replace the hybrid battery in his car. 3,000. Not. A. Fan.
But whatever.
Smallville... Come back!
Nope. The vaguely Wallace and Grommit like Chevron commecials. Does Chevron make cars? Only gas? Was this always the case? No.
Ooo... Vampire Diaries commercial. I remember when Ian Somerholder was on Young Americans? Am I that old? Yes.
BACK!
Chloe has a point... It is Lois. He should have known.
It won't make the kryptonite disappear though... So... Flaw.
Green BAG. He;s a bit of a dork in that color? Fooseball, really? But, yeah. John Corbin's staple is that he never gave a flying fudgenugget about anyone. Including himself. Hence...
Oh, she's being compassionate to a manmetalbeast who is trying to murder her one true love. Not that she knows that. Seriously, I would hate to be her insurance provider. How many claims are you even allowed in a year? The Daily Planet must not co-opt with Cigna. Sigh, Lois, your life would make so much more sense if you stopped passing out all of the damn time.
What gives Clark the right to interfere? Well... The superpowers for one? The... ability to interfere?
I wouldn't be mad at a guy who's heart is breaking by standing apart. That's... not how an EMP would work, but ok. fine. It was cool to watch.
Do you think that metal thing chafed his nipples? I'm imagining the marks left... Ok, off topic.
That ripping sound can't be good.
Oh BAG. Rest in peace. It was a fool's errand they send you on
I did like that. I mean, as a fangrrl, I hated that he sped away. But as a Superman fan... I'm so glad he was tempted.
Ok. I've rambled on enough. I'm enjoying the last nine minutes (more like one and half) with my Novella Synergy Blanc, and radio silence.
I need Lois/Blur fanfic though, so if anyone feels up to it, drop me a line.