And one year after I finished watching the entire series of Smallville, I find myself watching it again. The show really isn’t that good, yet something compels me to venture into a series rewatching. The show itself truly is a BAD show, but it’s fun regardless.
Season one jumps right into single episode events where none truly rely on watching previous episodes for comprehension of the plot. It mostly starts everything off by twisting much of the Superman folklore into a creative pathway, paving the way for a series that went on way too long. What I did appreciate of season one was how the twists on Superman’s origins actually made Supe’s weaknesses seem much more interesting.
Clark was only a fumbling idiot because Kryptonite was all around him! Even hanging around the neck of his crush, Lana Lang. The Kryptonite nitch, however, became a drudgling aspect of the show and began weighing its potential down to the point of snore. Likewise, the dialog exchanges were boring, predictable, and annoying enough to cause even the most hard core Superman fans to slap themselves in the face in embarrassment. However, having the meteor rocks affect Earthlings on a very intense level allows us, as viewers, to accept Superman’s weakness to the mineral a little bit more.
Season one is, without a doubt, the worst of the series and it only gets better from here…but not by much. The series continues to use the same gimmicks, one liners, plot progressions, and the characters keep coming back to the same issues, never growing and learning from their past mistakes. The reason the show did so well is all because of Michael Rosenbaum, Lex Luthor. Rosenbaum was the spiting image of the criminal mastermind and played him exactly as I would imagine him to be as a young man.
Season one is done. Now on to season #2.