There are a whole host of complex emotions running through me right now. On one hand, I’m happy that the Heroes cast is finally free. They’re a talented bunch of actors. That’s especially true of Zachary Quinto, who can now officially begin the second act of his career.
But I’m also a little bit sad. As bad as Heroes got, you always got the feeling that it was just one massive reboot away from getting good again. There are few things more satisfying, as a viewer, than seeing a once-great series become great again, before the end. (See: Season 4 of The OC, which rediscovered the season 1 mojo when no one was looking.) I always hoped Heroes would be that kind of series. It wasn’t. There are some rumors of a wrap-up TV movie. Let’s not.
Why don’t we take this opportunity to start erasing the last three years from our memory? Let’s go back to a simpler time, before kooky carnivals and long-lost parents and disappointing season finales. Let’s look at the penultimate episode of season 1, and how it ended with Sylar poised on a rooftop over New York city, casting tiny fire bursts out of his hands with his newly-acquired nuclear powers. “Boom,” he smiled. That’s where I’ll leave Heroes.
PopWatchers, are you sad, happy, or just glad that our long national nightmare is finally over? And does this mean we’ll never get the long-awaited spin-off, The Haitian?