Real work has kept me properly being able to keep tabs on the important things in life like unbelievable emotional vomiting. And it’s a shame.
Heroes lost me as an engaged viewer eons ago but it’s hard to ignore on my TV every Monday night. A few weeks ago there was some convoluted plot line about Sylar who has no memories because the police officer who does male Weight Watchers promos online in real life had pushed him out of his body and into Nathan’s and after busting out of a police station was rescued by T-Bag who is now a carny with chipped black nail polish and finds people via magical ink tattoos.
So, Sylar who sometimes I really want to call Spock, gets forced into a funhouse at an invisible carnival and must confront hokey larger than life flashing images of all the wretched things he’s done, kind of like when John Taylor was tied to that car in "Wild Boys," except John Taylor never sliced people’s heads open with his mind and stole their “abilities.”
All this truth makes Sylar collapse, scream, then run outside and puke into a garbage can. Real Sylar wouldn't vomit because he killed the perky red-headed girl who played Charlie who got knocked up by Henry on Ugly Betty and Charlie the waitress on Heroes.
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