Man this show is bad, which confuses me. The creative force behind Firefly, Serenity and Alien Resurrected has painfully misplaced the proverbial ball. Of all the corny, cheesy and lame elements that could make up a show, this one has it all: One-dimensional Barbie doll actors, a truncated script that goes nowhere, pervasive banality, anticlimactic plots, and perhaps worst of all, it's just plain boring. And that is when you know a show is bad—when the imagined image of a sand dune suddenly arrests your attention in the middle of the first episode. Those subtle light brown undulations, why are they ore intriguing, more enveloping and engaging than this retarded turd? I just can't stand it. All that creative freedom, talent, money and air time gone to waste. It almost made me want to smash my TV to bits. To me, good TV will elicit two basic things: feelings and imagination. This relentless yawn fest elicits a lobotomy like haze and the feeling one gets after a few hours at the DMV. A sort of gnawing restless fatigue that eats away at your very soul. Think the original Starship Troopers minus the action, novelty, passion and humor, and it is then that you will arrive at the yawn inducing mediocrity of Agents of Shield. Sorry Joss, I love ya, I miss ya, I wish you could make Serenity again.