On lethargy and Heroes
One thing for certain is that bank holidays weekends never turn out as you plan them. In this microcosmic climate where hosepipe bans extend until the following February, London today decides to thwart barbecues, days out in the park and any general attempt to enjoy the extended weekend by raining. It has been unseasonably warm in the past few weeks, enough to plant seeds of hope for weekends where the weather mimics the sunshine that's available to view from an office desk at 2pm on a Wednesday.
So on a rainy day in London, you could attempt to catch up on some serious reading or you could just watch Heroes. Just ask anyone and they'll tell you that I don't care for watching the goggle box anymore. But this TV show has become the exception to what could be considered a pretentious lifestyle choice. Its primary means of retaining your attention is nothing new. Withholding information and drip feeding plot and character details are methods that Lost, Desperate Housewives and others have mastered. That's where the similarities end; Lost and DL are shit, Heroes is phenomenal. What is there not to like about a show where most characters have special powers? In short, the creators have tapped into long-since buried wells of childhood dreams where we could fly and have x-ray vision.
The only catch is that Heroes can only be found here in the UK on the obscure Sci-Fi channel (available on Channel 6 in Ireland). The Internet is now my TV, one where I don't watch ads and don't have to switch over to satisfy another's desire to watch Pat Butcher and Peggy Mitchell slug it out at the Queen Vic.
Warning: I take no responsibility for the addiction you will suffer by clicking on the Play button below. I'm currently on episode 20. 21 has not been shown in the US yet. Cold turkey doesn't come close to describing this void I feel in my life between 20 and 21. How can two numbers be so close yet so far apart?
tags:heroes
Published by Colm.
So on a rainy day in London, you could attempt to catch up on some serious reading or you could just watch Heroes. Just ask anyone and they'll tell you that I don't care for watching the goggle box anymore. But this TV show has become the exception to what could be considered a pretentious lifestyle choice. Its primary means of retaining your attention is nothing new. Withholding information and drip feeding plot and character details are methods that Lost, Desperate Housewives and others have mastered. That's where the similarities end; Lost and DL are shit, Heroes is phenomenal. What is there not to like about a show where most characters have special powers? In short, the creators have tapped into long-since buried wells of childhood dreams where we could fly and have x-ray vision.
The only catch is that Heroes can only be found here in the UK on the obscure Sci-Fi channel (available on Channel 6 in Ireland). The Internet is now my TV, one where I don't watch ads and don't have to switch over to satisfy another's desire to watch Pat Butcher and Peggy Mitchell slug it out at the Queen Vic.
Warning: I take no responsibility for the addiction you will suffer by clicking on the Play button below. I'm currently on episode 20. 21 has not been shown in the US yet. Cold turkey doesn't come close to describing this void I feel in my life between 20 and 21. How can two numbers be so close yet so far apart?
tags:heroes
Published by Colm.
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