Oops!

Forgot to link to my review of the season seven premiere of Smallville over at Pink Raygun. Yes, I still have that picture. There wasn't any way that, once I got the PR gig, I wasn't putting that out there. I'm still pissed I had to take a picture of the ad in the subway and couldn't find that hilarious shot online anywhere way back at the start of both the sixth season and the CW.

Read viridian's review, too. She's better at the funny. Spoilers, duh.

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Wow, have I really only posted this and my crazed Dexter-crushing post since Thursday? Jesus, I am too busy at work (where I think to do most of my LJ posting). I need things to get lazy again.

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I wasn't drunk for the first half of Prison Break. The verdict? Booze is not necessary, but it doesn't hurt. Was glad for a tiny little cameo as that's all we'll get of the one character for a while, but otherwise, meh. I'm just sitting here trying to remember how very much just about everyone in the new prison to break out of hates each other and why on earth any of them would do anything to help the other. Even if it meant saving their own skin? I'm sure that any of his enemies would gladly die knowing they fucked over Michael Scofield. Because he might not die, he'd just suffer. That's worth it to these scumbags, isn't it?

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I've been listening to Billy Idol lately. Um, is it horribly cheesy to think that his songs are made of sex? Because I swear you could get a paraplegic off on "Rebel Yell." And there's so much dirtysexywrong-ness to "White Wedding." Always has been, is even more so because of why he wrote the song (it was a chastisement of his sister for marrying the guy who got her pregnant; she's still married to him, Billy split with the girlfriend who had his kid). It's just hard to deny: when Idol is on, he is on.

I'm on a roll

Much more to say about last night's episode of Heroes than I thought seeing as I a) was drinking while watching a different, new show beforehand, and b) watched an episode of Dexter with feiran immediately after. I'm impressed with me. Check out the review at Pink Raygun. Spoilers!

And, yes, the blatant disregard for zoology in the most tangential of scenes bothered me for the whole night. The show gets away with murdering genetics, but it crosses the line when it starts to attack a subject nearer and dearer to my heart.

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