I would give a spoiler alert, but if you still haven’t caught up with your Tivo, you watch even more TV than we do, and that is crazy insane. You should cut back. Or take fewer business trips.
Note: It took me all week to come back to this episode and finish this hour of 24, because I hated it. It ended horribly. Not the nuke. Yeah, that was bad, but we all knew that was going to happen. Something huge was coming, or else all those commercials were waaaaaay overhyping the premier. But for Jack to shoot Curtis in the neck to save a terrorist who has killed hundreds, probably thousands of Americans? That was one of the suckiest plot twists ever ever. Frank says that they originally considered having Jack kill Tony to save Robocop last season, and this was just that horrible leftover plot device. You know, sometimes when leftovers have been sitting in my refrigerator for too long, if I just take them out and put them on the TV trays and say, “Mmm, eat up!” do you know what happens? Nothing, because I would never do that. Frank and I would get food poisoning, and I would never do that to my husband, because I love him and respect him too much. Leftovers have a shelf life.
Furthermore, the only reason I’m finishing my snark is because my husband, whom I love more than anyone else in the whole world, really wants me to. He also wants me to keep doing these every week, and he is the head of the household. Plus, I’m funnier when I think the show is stupid. Which is now, 24. I hate you and your Curtis-killing hero. I’m officially out of the Jack Bauer fan club. Do you know whom I heart? Horatio Caine, who is killing terrorists on Monday nights at 10 eastern. That’s right. Horatio never would have killed Curtis. He would have taken off his sunglasses, called the president, told the president that he would not head up the mission if Assad got a pardon (“I appreciate your help and will get you through this day alive, sir, but there are families out there who still need answers for your past crimes.”), looked at Curtis, said, “We’ll find another way,” put the sunglasses back on, “we’ll find another way.”
Jack is whack, and I don’t love him anymore.
Oh, BTW. When everyone looks back and tries to figure out when 24 jumped the shark? It’s this episode.
Previously on 24…
Do you wonder why they didn’t give Numir new clothes? Orange stands out, no? Whatever, it’s not like I want him to be safe out there. Bill is yelling at CTU for doing really bad jobs. Have any of them slept in weeks? Maybe you should bring in nap rooms like all the cool companies are doing, Bill. It’s your fault they lost Numir! No, wait, it’s the president’s fault that he was letting a hundred or so terrorists go by negotiating with terrorists. Something you — say it with me — don’t do.
Numir is German and moved to the Middle East eight years ago. He’s evil. Evil Germans! Wait. Those are my people. Hey, I should get all offended and demand an apology from 24! Oh wait, I’m not a big fat baby like some people.
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