After three seasons on the Neptune High, and Hearst College gumshoe trail, it appears that the adventures of the cutest noir detective in the history of the genre have come to an abrupt end. I am not exactly sure about what is happening, but I must venture to say that I am quite disappointed that Mr. Thomas and company — which apparently has no small coterie of Univ. of Texas film schoolies among its ranks judging from the cornucopia of inside Austin/Tejas/Longhorn jokes and references, and let’s not forget the music, baby, on the show– couldn’t keep the good times a’ comin’. However, the show’s cancellation, considering the less than stellar arcs that have been offered up this season, should not be of any harrowing surprise. Of course, after the first two seasons, perhaps expectations were a tad high. After all, even Mr. Whedon’s Buffyverse suffered a bit of a sag after the slayer and the scoobs waltzed across town to UC Sunnydale [and yes, the VMars/Buffy parallels are quite copious]. Perhaps Mr. Thomas should get one more season to see if he can rebound the show.
Still, rumors abound. Some say that it’s all over for our fair V, whilst others are under the impression that the series is going to embark upon some serious time traveling if indeed it should renewed for another circle around the sun. In my humble prognosticating opinion, let’s kiss Veronica goodnight and hope she has pleasant dreams, and we can all buy our DVDs, sit about, and wonder, “What if…..”