Up in the air! It’s…

Up in the air! It’s…
Oh, man.
Lex Luthor
“Smallville” last night was a much-needed guilty pleasure. Sarah said recently, “the best metaphor for Smallville love is love for a baby. You know you’re being played by a million years of instinct, and you’re still going, “Awww, aren’t you the cutest little thing? Look, it spit up! Isn’t that adorable?””
She is so very, very right. As usual.
Clark KentI know the main reason I love the show is that it’s got simple, direct storylines and attractive characters and fun dialog. It’s not deep. It’s not profound. It could be, but it’s not. And I kinda like it that way. There’s a certain pleasure in watching characters do stuff you could/would never do in real life.
For example, Lex cornering that crooked reporter and just owning the guy because he was stupid enough to try to blackmail Lex is just … fun.
And like I said, the guys are babes.
I’m so shallow.
Lionel Luthor
(Photos from the wonderful Debchan)

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