I’d pretty much given up on Heroes (BBC Two, Monday, 6 March, 9pm). It had gotten stupid and predictable. It was no longer the weird coiled spring of a show that had me hooked on so many levels that I would sit wide-eyed and baffled, but completely rapt. So far had it fallen in its ‘comeback’ season, that I went into a huge sulk and avoided any mention of it… until last night. Monday nights aren’t great for telly at the moment, so by fortuitous boredom, I tuned in again, thinking ‘it’ll do’ until The Brilliant Stewart Lee appeared on the box.

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So dumb had Heroes become, I figured I could catch up with what was going down without too much fuss… and I did. All the superpeople were still on the run from The Man who, of course, happened to have superpowers of his own (Nathan Petrelli if you’re a bit confused, is The Prez AND can fly). Things in Heroesland, are incredibly straightforward at present, and the worse for it.

The whole idea of this latest batch of Heroes was to send the characters back to their original state. That means, Hiro and Ando are comic relief, Parkman is all confused and a bit lame, The Petrelli family are powerful and shadowy, Mohinder is akin to a stereotypical Indian man who still believes in The Empire and… you get the picture. All those developments like Mohinder’s turning into some arachnid ghoul were, on the strength of last night’s show, completely forgotten.

The main star, Sylar, didn’t feature last night, which is always a shame as, even at it’s lowest ebb, Heroes is still worth your entrance if he’s starring. So what we were left with was a baby with powers (the sci-fi equivalent of Look Whose Talking Now) and a whole lotta people being chased around and flying and… *sigh*… bog standard sci-fi dribble that fails to cut through the glaze to get to something resembling an actual drama.

That said, the show had one superb moment. Throughout, there’s been a secret rebel, who has been stirring the troops against The Man and his army. It was a great little ploy to keep you guessing, and the bulk of my stabs lay in various adults or potential new Guest Stars. However, the neat twist was that, pulling the strings of the rebellion was in fact Micah. Micah, who had seemingly been forgotten about, returned looking pretty much the same… except a bit taller and a much deeper voice. It’s clear that, in his absence, he’s been watching his balls drop.

Sadly, away from the little moment, the whole thing was, once again, a bit pedestrian. Sure, there was more palpable action than previous years, but gone is that great tension and mystery which once had me hooked. Can you imagine watching a film that was one long car-chase? You’d be bored beyond tablets. That’s what Heroes has become. The plot is pretty thin, in favour of pointless and repetitious CGI and chase sequences.

That’s not even mentioning the laughable sequences involving Matt and Daphne flying around the Eiffel Tower in what looked like that horrible Gucci advert starring Nicole “I love to Daance!” Kidman and the moment where ice-woman got smashed into a million pieces leaving a solitary eye that winked before the fade. Laughing AT Heroes is not something they should be proud of.

Damn shame. We had a good show there for a while.