I miss 24.
Right about now, we would be around hour 14. The grim terrorist plot, assassination plan, or criminal enterprise that started the new season out with a bang would have been foiled thanks to the heroism and steely nerves of Jack Bauer and the technical prowess of Chloe O’Brian, but a broader and deeper conspiracy posing its own special threat would have been detected. The appalling Charles Logan, with his prissy smarminess, would have been seen lurking on the periphery, trying to wheedle his way into power. Scores of bad guys would have been shot, blown up, electrocuted, tortured, or otherwise dispatched in some gruesome fashion. And the members of the 24 Death Pool would be debating whether this was a good season of 24 or a bad season of 24.
I miss Jack Bauer’s certainty about right and wrong and willingness to endure all manner of beatings and horrors to save the country. I miss Chloe’s constant scowls, PDA wizardry, and snarky comments. I miss the general incompetence of every other employee of CTU, with its legendary inability to establish a secure perimeter. I miss Presidents in constant peril and ever-present nuclear threats. And I want to get certain questions answered. What happened to Tony Almeida? Are Wayne Palmer and one of the predecessor Presidents still in comas? Did Logan survive? Is Chloe a crappy mother?
When you think about it, 24 was a pretty entertaining show.