They mesmerize me. I cannot look away. They are unnatural. They move as one. I watch his character Sylar steal the powers of yet another "Hero" and I find I am strangely ambivalent to their dire fate... distracted... numb....The eyebrows.
Oh, the eyebrows. Actor Zachary Quinto's eyebrows have seized my attention and sapped my mind.
I am powerless to avert my gaze.
On closer consideration, they are like caterpillars conversing in close tete-a-tete.
And even with a certain amount of man-scaping, they only seem to find follicle solidarity-- to form a thicker, more united front.Clearly, in his role as Spock, they sent in Stunt Eyebrows. How else would you explain how Mr. Quinto went from this...
To this?...
I know I need to not think about it. When watching Netflix of "Heroes" I should be contemplating the parallels of the plight of superheroes, to real-world racial prejudice...I should be analyzing the historic similarities of the governmental approach to handling its superheroic citizens to Nazi takeover or Japanese Warcamps...
I should be properly oogling the actor who plays Mohinder.
But alas... the eyebrows. The eyebrows have stolen my better sense.
Resistance is futile.
Wait, that's the Borg, isn't it?...
See, what's happened to me?! Run. Run while you still can!
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