I believe the following AIM conversation sums it up nicely:
wee_warrior: And this season was going so well.
spectralbovine: WHO THE FUCK IS RUSSELL SMITH I WANT TO PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE.
wee_warrior: LET ME JOIN YOU!
wee_warrior: Okay, the name Russell Smith is kind of...not rare. Maybe it's a pseudonym?
wee_warrior: Hah! He wrote Drinking the Kool-Aid! No surprise!
spectralbovine: Like Alan Smithee?
wee_warrior: WHY are they still employing this guy?
spectralbovine: IF I TELL ROB TO FIRE HIM DO YOU THINK HE'LL GET MAD?
wee_warrior: He might...
wee_warrior: Maybe he's his brother-in-law or something...or he blackmails him.
That was horribly, terribly mediocre. You know how I usually start with the bad points? Let's do the few good points.
Meg and Veronica reconciled. That was nice. Woody's "Mayor" Woody Goodman placard. I know all the ladies appreciated the Lamb scene (guess Rob read all those e-mails), although it felt really, really weird. Lamb seemed very yes-sir-whatever-you-need-sir to Keith with nary a trace of the usual sarcasm. The continuity was fun as usual. Lloyd Blankenship, Inga, etc. I loved the "Edge of the Ocean" scene because, well, I love the song, and it was very appropriate. Wallace came back, thank God. WHO'S AT THE DOOR? IT'S WALLACE JUST LIKE I SAID SEVEN MONTHS AGO.
Mostly, this episode kinda sucked. Yeah, you heard me. Mr. I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH OMG just used the word "sucked." It was slightly less boring than "Drinking the Kool-Aid." I liked it more when it was called "Hung Jury," and Trevor and Claire were trying to hook people up, and there was a discussion about nooks and crannies, and Champ was in a Santa suit. And that's not even one of my favorite Cupid episodes.
I could barely follow the courtroom drama, even when they threw like THIRTY MINUTES OF EXPOSITION in our faces. And how did everyone know she was on the case? Why the hell would Mac be putting random photos of sports stars on her computer? Why should we care about that stupid-looking sports DJ guy? Or the stupid mother? Or the stupid random woman who just happens to want to fight for Veronica to get into some random college that she will attend in season three?
And okay, guys, you know I've never been a Duncan-hater, per se, but WTF? KEEP SECRETS MUCH? TELL YOUR GIRLFRIEND ANYTHING AT ALL? I knew their relationship was doomed, but dear God. Veronica, he is not the Duncan you fell in love with. You probably never knew the real Duncan, the one with rage blackouts and all.
The stolen tapes case was marginally more interesting. If by interesting you mean NOTHING HAPPENED. What the hell kind of mystery is that? DUDE LOGAN WAS A BETTER DETECTIVE THAN KEITH. There were no clues. There was just the complete meta anvil that Leo was actually in the episode for some reason, so it was probably to be the culprit. Or to die. Or both. I mean, fine, he stole them for his little sister that we never heard of before, and we like our Neptunians nice and grey, but WTF?
AND THEN MEG DIED STUPIDLY AFTER ANVILICIOUSLY DECLARING THAT OMG IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO ME TAKE CARE OF MY BABYYYYYY. God, she should have just fucking died in the bus crash, if this is all they had planned for her. We could have still gotten that Duncan dream. Meg was a perfectly nice character, and they just...slapped her around and killed her. (And why the fuck would they call Keith?)
This is the episode they air against a Lost repeat, the one more likely to be seen by prospective new viewers? Who the hell would watch this and decide to tune in six weeks later? I am so pissed off right now because I'm supposed to be excited about my goddamn show over the hiatus. I'm supposed to love it and be excited for its return. Rob's episode better kick fucking ass and get this show back on track.