I haven't watched Smallville since Season 4. The year Lana was a witch or whatever; the year hot Jensen Ackles was the ridiculous Jason Teague; the year that even my love for Michael Rosenbaum couldn't make me continue watching this stupid show.
But I tuned in tonight for the series finale, and damned if it didn't make me cry. It didn't take long to figure out what was going on, and I actually enjoyed it. It was often cheesy, but that was part of what I loved about it to begin with. Well, that, and the raging evident lust between Clark and Lex.
So farewell, Smallville. Thanks for introducing me to a ton of cool people, introducing me to Michael Rosenbaum, and being exactly the show I needed so soon after 9/11.