It is with mixed emotions and a heavy heart that this TV Addict must announce the following news. I think I’m done with HEROES.
Rest assured, this is not a decision I’ve come to lightly. But after tuning into last night’s third episode of the season, the TV Addict has reached following conclusion: I no longer care what happens to any of these characters.
Matt Parkman’s vision quest, the ridiculous adventures of Hiro and Ando, angry Mohinder, bad acting theater courtesy of future Peter [channeling Christian Bale’s Dark Knight] and a vengeful Claire… I’m done, I’m out, there is simply too little time in the day [not to mention far too much television to watch on a Monday night] to dedicate to a show that shows so little regard for its audience’s intelligence.
I mean hello, who’s running The Company? Disgraced ex-head of FEMA Michael Brown. Did this supposed world class organization seriously build holding cells on Level 2 with easy to access air vents ideal for escape? Did all-powerful future Peter really meet his maker after a few measly bullets to the chest? What happened to the healing ability he absorbed from Claire? Does HEROES even take into account what happened in the past? Apparently not, because four years into the future, young Molly hasn’t aged a day and Sylar has an eight year old son!
But nitpicking aside, HEROES fatal flaw, and the final nail in its coffin lies with the show’s inability to tell a coherent story. You know, the foundation on which all successful television shows are built upon.
Good storytelling, not cheesy action sequences and special effects [or taking into account Nathan’s pathetic flying scenes, lack-there-of] is why this TV Addict watches television. Good storytelling like season one’s “Company Man” is what helps to create an emotional bond between viewers and characters that keep us coming back week after week. Good storytelling is what this season and last has lacked as HEROES tries to cram twenty-plus characters that span the globe into two different timelines over the course of forty-four minutes.
Please feel free to twitter me when Tim Kring gets the memo. 
