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I got an anonymous rejection letter in the mail three days later. The editor, against his better judgment, no doubt, gave me an assignment. It also resonates with me because a year ago I applied for a newspaper, they told me no because I didn't have a Masters, and I said, "Hey, give me the Perry chance." I asked them to give me an assignment so I could prove myself. I have less pity for Chloe given that she did take the corrupt position through Lionel (in the phase of Chloe's character where I said she was dead to me, longtime readers), but I know that pain. No chance to prove myself, just suck eggs. I had people tell me, much as Paulette did, to suck eggs. The first being that I too was once that young kid who thought that everything I spit out was gold at 18, writing. This is agony, and it resonates with me in two senses. So Paulette gives her the old Perry line. "I'm perky, wonderful, talented, and I have chops!" Sniff my buns."Īnd Chloe is, of course, incredulous. You let Lionel Luthor squeeze you into a position you didn't work for.

Paulette, IE, Leia, sits there and says, "Lo, you are just 18. They start off with a cool reveal, the Daily Planet globe, and we cut to Chloe trying to get on the paper.

That won't save you from a bad main story, and lo, there really was one, more notes than I've taken in quite a while, but yet, there was something redeeming about this show. This had a lot of the same stuff, but then, half of the show was a decent subplot. It was just an excuse to parade around the mains in S and M gear and show how cool it is when a girl goes nuts and hurts people, yet when a guy does it, it's something to guilt him about. Spell had a crummy subplot, no real forward motion, and a crappy main story. There are inconsistencies up out, beyond and around the yazoo, there are moments that made me openly weep at how horribly crappy they were, and there are times, watching that show, where I wondered why I even watch.īut there was also Brainiac sticking his tentacles into someone, and Lex going buggy, and Daily Planet action. My point is, I've seen some things from this show that would make a Nun kill a kitten. I like Gordon Lightfoot, but that's not the point. "You think you've seen hell? I survived a Gordon Lightfoot concert!" It's like an epigram I wrote a few years ago: Maybe run a hose from the exhaust of my car into my writing room. You're looking at these words and praying for me to have a heart attack and die mid-sentence of anger. I'm sure you're all expecting me to start turning red and explode right now.