Someone please talk to John Glover and Michael Rosenbaum about the weirdly horny energy between their characters (they won’t).
I was trying so hard to meet these episodes halfway I think I sprained something. They were still bad.
Well, one good episode out of three isn’t the worst this show’s done.
This is a rough set of episodes with one beautiful, beautiful high point (hint: the high point involves Lex).
Oops it’s not just an April Fool’s joke anymore. I couldn’t stay away from a show that’s such a direct forerunner of basically everything that defines teen genre soaps today.
This is what we do now, y’all. Ten years of trainwreck, with one really good actor playing the world’s gayest Lex Luthor.