First, some background.
Two years ago, on a cloudy and cold Saturday morning, I met a guy in a K-Mart parking lot to hand him the cash in exchange for the goods. We nervously approached each other, after he arrived in his beat up ’89 Grand Am. I gave him the money and he gave me my fix… enough to keep my girlfriend Jamie and me happy for a few weeks. After I checked each “Smallville: Season 4” DVD for scratches, the deal was done. I headed home and we watched five episodes that day.
For me, the show has always been about young Clark Kent’s ascension to greatness. He knows, and the show explores, that he was delivered to Earth to rescue mankind from its own frailties. In fact, “Smallville” added a piece of mythology to the story: that his father Jor-El of Krypton specifically chose the town of Smallville, Kansas, right in the heart of the United States of America because his dense molecular structure could help the world (via Clark’s learned perspective as the adopted son of middle-Americans who would teach him morality) to regain moral balance.

Painting by Michael Wilson
Deeper “Superman” mythology aside, the narrative of “Smallville” is light and airy. It deals with the very-heavy-at-the-time-but-not-really-consequential stuff we all dealt with as teenagers. My favorite shot from all 10 seasons is from Season 2 – a solitary shot of Clark, alone in his barn-loft hangout. He had just been watching through his telescope as Lana Lang reconciles with her boyfriend (who Clark used his superpowers to save, denying himself the chance to win the girl). He is alone and sad in his power, and hangs his head… cut to black. That inner struggle makes the show worthwhile. It has also, at times, been a bit like the teeny-bopper-rock-pop my daughter listens to, and that I genuinely, genuinely enjoy.
Go to hell. So what if I like autotuned vocals and melodic guitar riffs over manufactured drum tracks that have been Focus-Group tested by Nickelodeon and Disney and that tie into their programming?
The show spent its nine seasons arcing through both Clark’s internal struggle and Superman mythology. It’s done a better job than not of both adding to and borrowing from the existing canon. Tom Welling has proven to be a perfect casting choice from Day 1, bringing a beautiful humanity to the Kryptonian savior (I’d rather he play Supes in the upcoming WB/Zack Snyder reboot, but since Snyder is the most badassed director of comics-turned-flicks on earth, I trust his judgment). It has also inspired a devout following of people who know right from wrong, and who believe you should do whatever you can to help people remain free to pursue their own happiness. After nine seasons, it was time to wind down the show.
And now, the point.
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