And Lo, in the shadow of the success of the X-Files, another supernatural show rose up. And it was known as Brimstone. And it did star Some Guy From Thirtysomething, or possibly Wings. (For the male stars of those shows did all look the same, but for Timothy Busfield who hath hair of red.) And yea, the show did concern a cop who had gone to hell after killing the man who raped his wife. And Lo, there was a jailbreak in hell, and all of the most evil people in human history did walk the earth wreaking havoc. And Satan said unto the guy from Thirtysomething or else Wings, thou art a cop. Thou shalt hunt down those who have escaped my domain, and shoot them in the eyes to return them to hell, and thou shalt thereby redeem thyself and earn thy release from hell.
And it was good.
And yea, only one man did watch the show, and he was a short, grumpy man in Massachusetts, and yea, the network execs were full of folly and did not cater unto his personal tastes, and lo, the show was canceled. And there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth, at least in the Halpin household.
Many years passed, and the glory of Brimstone was forgotten. And Buffy the Vampire Slayer did come and go. And lo, the networks did decree that another tongue slightly in cheek supernatural show might be pleasing unto the viewership, and thus did the CW offer up Reaper. And the creators of this show did gloriously rip off Brimstone, for yea, their show concerned a man who had to return souls to Satan after a jailbreak in hell.
And the pilot was directed by Kevin Smith, who hath much talent and who doth offer up far too much information in his myspace blog, unless thou art interested in the analingus habits of portly celebrities.
And the lone Brimstone fan lived on, and he was much pleased.
