AAAARGH! AAAARGH! WOOOURRGH! JESUS H. CHRIST! HEROES (BBC Two, Wednesday, 17 October, 9pm) IS BLOODY EXCITING! Oh boy, oh boy! The storyline of chapter three has flitted around, sometimes confusingly (not that ‘confusing’ is a bad thing… especially in the case of this show) and the thrills have gone from subtle emotional interest to violent and erupting kick-ass scraps. Oh, and then there’s the small matter of a growing pile of cadavers which has spiked this season, the latest, being the single most exciting thing I’ve seen in the Heroes universe. Seriously. Every episode seen prior has been squashed by this mighty, mighty episode! The closing minutes of last night’s show, dubbed ‘Our Father‘, saw me actually screaming and hopping around on the couch.

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It’s hard to talk about the build-up to yesterday’s climax, despite the fact it was obviously hugely important in terms of building the impact. Basically, the whole thing of ‘The Catalyst’ was drawing closer and winding tighter. I had it down for being something to do with that eclipse… and it turned out not to be the case… but rather, something to do with Hiro and Claire (two characters who haven’t really crossed swords yet) going back in time. This catalyst, it turned out, was ‘The Light’, held my Hiro’s ma’, who for the record, was a very attractive woman indeed. She was supposed to give it to the cheerleader and instead, Hiro managed to nab it. The world, therefore, was saved right?

Wrong.

Fact is, while Sylar is the most consistently brilliant and slithering villain I’ve seen on the small screen, Athur Petrelli has done a fine job of wrestling the crown from him when it is needed. So yesterday, he nearly kills our beloved Hiro (who, got to really act for once, a great joy) and steals ‘The Light’ and… man… this was bad… bad bad bad bad bad BAD news. He’s so dark he’s like a cancer. However, he’s also dead-as-fuck! The closing scene was so thrilling that wee nearly came outta me! SERIOUS! Forgive me while I jabber a little.

Peter went to kill Arthur, the Haitian stopped his powers, Arthur went all cloudy and menacing, then out of nowhere, Sylar turns up, stops time, and with his newly aquired ‘truth’ power, asked Arthur if he was his dad, he says yes and *BING* – LIE – let time commence and BAM! One dead Arthur, bullet through the head. SHIT! What on earth happens next? Serious. Who takes up what from now? The whole thing has been turned on its head, lines drawn in the sand, bleached bones in the sun, powerless central characters… the axis has well and truly tilted. Things are now completely fucked… and I love it…

…oh, and Sylar is back as the best baddie ever. This town ain’t big enough…