The Occasional Solipsist

I've blogged before about how Smallville is my Melrose Place. I have seen and have a copy of every episode of this show. After watching the latest episode, I usually regale anyone who will listen (read: my wife) with my thoughts on where the show is going, how whatever happened ties in with the arc, etc.

Why the fuck does she stay with me again?

Ahem. Its safe to say that I'm a fan.

During my stint as a fan of this fantastic Superman re-imagination, I have come to have more than a passing thing for the Chloe Sullivan character, played by the gorgeous and talented actress Allison Mack. (For similar fanboy obsessions, see any post of mine about Billie Piper.)

Anywho.

I really enjoy the show, particularly the way they depict the transition of Clark Kent from a confused teenager to the Superman we all know and love. At least, that's what I tell people. My Melros-ian fixation with the show is another thing entirely, and ends up being more about whom Clark ends up with than what so called freak-of-the-week he beats up in any given episode.

Here's the thing: The audience already knows that Clark Kent ultimately ends up with Lois Lane. Everybody familiar with Superman canon knows that.

However, on the show for most of the last five years, we've seen Clark pine over Lana Lang, be laughed at and teased by an over the top Lois Lane, and be secretly admired by Chloe Sullivan. I guess you'd call it a love quadrangle.

The problem is that neither the Lois or Lana characters are remotely worth the guy's time. It is the Chloe character that is always there for Clark, supporting and counselling him, and sharing the secret of his superpowers. And if these characters were based on real people, and I were Clark (which would make me Superman, but let's not go there) I like to think that I would go for the smarter, less glamorous, true friend than the bit of eye candy that is about as shallow as a street puddle. At least, I like to think so.

Plus, I think Allison Mack is about a million degrees hotter than the other girls on the show.

So I can't overstate my satisfaction when in the season finale (begin spoiler) Chloe finally lets Clark know how she feels, without any kryptonite influence or other similar phenomenon that will let the writers pretend it never happened, by making out with him after he saves her life. (end spoiler)

Now I know that Clark/Superman can't end up with Chloe. But it was great to see the kiss, all the same.

And yes, I know what going on like this about a TV show aimed at teenyboppers says about me.

But what can I say? It's my Melrose Place.

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