Day 36. 132 pages, 61,528 words.
We just got through watching the first season of Arrow on Netflix. I’m not going to go into it much because this is a lazy weekend blog post and really, there’s not much I can say about the show. It was good, not great, but I’ll definitely be watching the rest as it arrives. We already started season two.
Having watched a few Marvel TV series and enjoyed them, and having been slightly disappointed by most of the DC efforts so far, I guess it was fair to say that Arrow was already at a disadvantage so considering that, it came off looking pretty good. After about three episodes, Mrs. Hatboy and I got to the “oh damn it, okay, one more episode before bed” stage, which is a sign that you’re watching something decent.
The constant and nagging similarities to Lost, as I think I mentioned, were a bit off-putting. The island Queen was on was actually called Purgatory! The weird initiatives, constantly-turning-up new people, the assorted planes and boats and things, the flashbacks … all very reminiscent – but none the worse for the comparison, I think.
And the less said about the weird Arthurian Queen(King)-Merlin-Lance(lot) subtext, the better.
Mostly, I was excited by some of the side-characters.
So excited, my eyes turned into love-hearts and I puked rainbows and dogelike-text snippets flashed into being around my head, apparently. But not quite excited enough to begin formulation of a complicated inter-universe crossover theory. Not that excited. IT’S A SPECTRUM, PEOPLE.
I do hope we haven’t seen the last of the Merlins, or Laurel Lance’s nutty mum and her crazy theories. And I am most certainly hoping we will continue to see more of Deathstroke.
Yeah, fun show.