So I've been getting caught up on Smallville this week, and I was really enjoying the first two episodes of the season. You know, in spite of the now-obligitory beat up Lana sequences. (Since when is having your hand impaled by a poker just a flesh wound?) Then I watched the third episode, and while I'm liking the Green Arrow stuff (a personal favorite character since the deserving-of-reprinting Mike W. Barr/Trevor Von Eeden miniseries), I see, once again, this week's attractive woman has to be an evil threat.

And I'm still watching it, despite myself. But I'm sure there's a paper somewhere in there just waiting to be written.