SMALLVILLE | 3x09 - “Asylum”
And then Clark swept Lex into his arms and took him home to take care of him. And they lived happily ever after. 💖 😉
#amazing how smallville peaked in this moment#and then immediately turned to shit# (via @lexkent)
#HE SHOULDVE TOLD LEX I MEAN LOOK AT LEX’S FACE #THE WONDER AND LOVE AND HOPE AND HAPPINESS AND GRATITUTDE #I KNEW YOU’D COME FOR MEEEEE #anyway i hate this show its the worst thing that ever happened to me -via @parrakis
#back into clex hell i go #imagine if we had honest clark for the entire series #open and honest and unguardedly loving lex like he is here #that’s what lex deserved and thought he was getting #this scene is proof that separating clark from his toxic ass parents makes him a better person #anyway this episode still makes me cry -@lovemeinthatuniverse
Yes, yes! If they were hell-bent on showing us Lex’s descent to the dark side during the run of the show (which was completely unnecessary – there was plenty of time outside that time frame for him to go bad – wouldn’t it have made more sense for him to go evil after he and Clark left Smallville to go their separate ways, once Lex was removed from Clark’s stabilizing influence?) then wouldn’t that tragedy have been made more poignant by giving them a TRUE friendship and THEN destroying it? But that would have required planning, patience and CRAFT.
that old lj post by one of Smallville’s former writers will always make me weep for what could have been.
I took for granted that the whole tragedy – because it was a tragedy, in the best dramatic tradition – of Lex’s friendship with Clark would reach its pinnacle in a fiery autowreck of arc in the final season; an arc that would tear the heart from the chest of the audience and stomp all over it in stiletto boots, in the best and most satisfying way.
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To set up the big narrative arc, I assumed that the friendship between Clark and Lex would get more layered through the seasons – we didn’t have enough time to really address it in season one the way I’d have liked – and that since this is the story of Clark Kent’s youth, Lex’s friendship with Clark would be the last thing to die before the end, the final shove over the cliff on his long journey from antihero to villain. The obvious irony was so perfect; Clark’s influence was the last thing tethering him to any kind of faith, and at some final dramatic action, some crux of choice and need, he’s finally pushed past the point where they can stay on the same road together. The two lines of “dark personal journey” and “heroic friendship” intersect in one traumatic moment – and it all explodes, and two grown-up selves are created. Chocolate and peanut butter! … Because, first of all, there’s nothing more satisfying than making thousands of people cry. But also – and I really believe this – nothing good is ever lost. (I’m speaking dramatically, here.) Every funny, cool moment in the previous years will dramatically inform their future, layering their enmity with so much narrative punch, you have to think, Now here’s a future I really want to see. A future informed by the irony that some of Superman’s wisdom comes from time spent with his worst enemy; and on Lex’s part, that all that hope and possibility, now utterly crushed, make him more certain than ever that he can only rely on himself. … It also holds out the hope to the audience of potential redemption; we know the qualities in both men, and because the adventures of Superman go on forever – more episodes, comic books, movies go on being created – we can’t really say that the end of the story is that one of them kills the other, or even that they fight on through eternity. We can’t really say what the end of the story is at all. The truth is, what we call the end is only the middle.
