DonnaK:  You all better love me to death all up and down this place for continuing to watch this show. I expect banquets in my honor and slaves washing my feet and feeding me grapes because I’m putting up with the shit that is season three of Heroes just so I can write it up for all of you. Now I know how Jim felt every time he had to watch Rock of Love. *shudder*

The only good thing I can say about this week’s debacle of a show is that it was slightly better than last week’s debacle of a show. The problem with that, of course, is that last week’s Heroes was *so* far beyond the pale of bad it nearly made me retch. So saying this week was a slight improvement isn’t exactly much of a compliment. There was less of that lovely ret-conning that we’ve all come to loathe so much, but more asinine stupidity than I can list. Of course, as usual, I’m going to try anyway, all because I love you guys so much. BANQUETS I tell you!
—The continued neutering of Sylar is making me want to vomit. His whole Jesus routine with Elle was so pathetic and lame I nearly broke my television. They had a gorgeous, beautiful, deliciously evil villain in Sylar. Why in sweet fuck would you turn him like this? You know what it reminds me of? The last installment in the Hannibal Lector movie series, Hannibal Rising. They took Hannibal, a completely irredeemable sociopath and tried to make you *care* about him. It wasn’t his fault he turned out so evil! Look at all he suffered! He wasn’t BORN evil… he was MADE evil. FUCK THAT. I hated it when I saw that joke of a film and I hate it here with what idiot-boy Kring is doing to Sylar. Hey, Kring! News flash! Sometimes they *are* born bad. LIVE WITH IT.
—Why would Papa Petrelli have left Hiro alive and with his powers? I know Papa didn’t need Hiro’s ability - he got it from Peter - but why leave such a immense power intact inside someone who is simply drawn to being a hero and doing good? The only good thing about Papa making Hiro think he was ten years old again was we got to see Hiro and Ando goofing around, which was the only really semi-decent part of the show IMNSHO.
—Okay, I’m not done with Sylar yet, because this one just gets to me. So let me get this straight. When you fry someone with electricity over and over and over again, it doesn’t sear their flesh off but it will turn your shirt to tatters so it falls off. Of course it will leave your pants fully intact - electricity only affects someone’s shirt. Yeah… not buying that one. That was all just an excuse to get Sylar shirtless so he could get all sexy with Elle. This is the type of tripe bullshit I would expect to see on Days of Our Lives. I expect a lot better here.
—So, the African future-seeing dude whose name I don’t know but don’t care about because he’s dead explained to Parkman that the future gets changed with different choices people make. Of course it does - that’s why everyone isn’t dead and New York didn’t blow up. So how is it that Isaac’s comics are *still* accurate, even after so many things have changed? He wrote them all shortly before Sylar killed him near the end of season one, and SOOOO much has happened between now and then that it’s completely impossible his comics would still be accurate. I call complete bullshit on that one.
—So now we have our teams - our heroes and our villains. Except for one problem… there’s no way the heroes can win. Papa Petrelli is just too damn powerful. The ONLY way he goes down is if Sylar can pull off an amazing hat-trick and kills him, which would be nearly impossible since Papa there does that great Jedi mind-reading trick so well. I don’t think the Emperor is going down so easily this time, Vadar. And yeah, Kring… I catch the little Star Wars foil you’ve got going on with Papa and Sylar, you talentless thieving hack. First you steal from The Fly and now Star Wars? I curse the day I called you original and innovative, I truly do. I hate thieves. It pisses me off to no end when people not only can’t come up with their own ideas but they actually gloat about “borrowing” from other sources. Fuck you, Kring.

You know what? Fuck this. I don’t feel like writing anymore bullet-points because now I’m too pissed off to want to write anymore bullet-points. I won’t bother to go into the Suresh-as-Mengele shit, or Nathan’s unending stupidity, or the whole thing about what a fucking tool Daphene is and how I want to punch her in the face. I think you all get the point. This show sucks and I want to chew Tim Kring about seventeen new assholes for ruining it this badly. Fuck this is so disappointing.

Bah. I’m going to bed.