So, I decided to give the first epi of “Zero Hour” a shot. Big mistake.
Let me digress. Gentle readers, you know my opinion of Dan Brown’s “works”. I’d generally rather read something written by a rabid baboon than subject myself to one of his pieces of feces. “Zero Hour” was conceived and written by a less talented aspirant to Dan Brown’s mantle who’d been lobotomized and suffered a stroke, then was gotten drunk and slapped upside the head and given a crayon to scribble with.
But I praise it too highly.
Gagamaggot. It made me want to scoop my eyes out with a spoon.