Man, I thought this book was the greatest when I was an edgy teenager.
Well, one good episode out of three isn’t the worst this show’s done.
The lesson I learned from this is, “you’ve seen way more Scooby Doo than you think you have.”
Sometimes it’s actually that bad.
The original is endearing homoerotic 70s camp and this is a subpar Zoolander knockoff.
It’s not INaccurate to call this “50 Shades before 50 Shades.” Just with an extra heaping of (Anne) Rice.
This is a rough set of episodes with one beautiful, beautiful high point (hint: the high point involves Lex).