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Thursday, October 05, 2006

Shomebody shave me

Last Thursday, "Smallville" rocked the house with the premiere of its sixth season. It did, problematically, clean up a few plot strands far too nicely to maintain the staggering amount of tension built in the season five finale, where BrainIAC shut off the world's power, Chloe shared a lovely kiss with Clark before she and Lionel Luthor were taken away by the angry Metropolis mob, Lois and Martha were in a plane unknowingly headed for the North Pole piloted by a BrainIAC copy, Lex was turned into a superbeing and inhabited by the spirit of Zod and Clark was thrust into the Phantom Zone. (Take that, "Superman Returns.")

Now, rumors are floating that the show will wrap itself up by the end of the seventh season, which has already been given the greenlight.

But what happens after Clark and the gang get their butts out of their little Kansas town of krypto-freaks and dodgy police enforcement?

Behold, the reason I love rabid fans.


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