The Heroes I Have Lost

So, it seems like I've kind of fallen down on the job of talking about Heroes and Lost. Both have been good-ish, but to be honest, I'm not feeling them lately. It's not them, it's me. I swear. But more than not enjoying them ('cause I kinda am), it's that I just don't want to write about them. And I think I've figured out why: secrets.

It's just hard to have something to say about a show that's entire premise is built upon keeping secrets and revealing itself slowly. I enjoy Heroes--I look forward to it and am excited to learn more of the mystery each week. The same used to be true for Lost, but it's been losing me this season. But I don't want to get too deep into my analysis of them, because I feel like the knowledge I have to ground myself in is so limited. I might find out next week that the cheerleader is an alien or that the island is made of marzipan, and that makes me hesitant to make strong pronouncements this week.

So, like I said, it's me, not them. I don't blame them for being unpredictable or surprising. It's just that I want to enjoy these shows and not analyze them. Huh. Maybe I'll check out Ugly Betty instead.