This moment of quiet homecoming between Clark and Lois epitomises the sentiment of the whole show: in this scene at the end of the show’s 200th episode two of the most important events of Clark’s life occur almost without fanfare — he and Lois acknowledge their love for one another, and he flies for the first time. It’s almost Proustian that it should happen this way, that the true import of this moment is something that Clark and Lois will only grasp in retrospect, and something they can never grasp in its fullness. I once told a friend that I wanted Clark and Lois to be presented as adults freely giving rather than asking for intimacy, and that’s what I got in this scene; — the line Clark had where he told Lois that he set up their dance not because he was ‘worried’ about her (because he’s not) but simply because he wanted to spend time with her represents one of the rarest of all television experiences for me: the experience of having a show do something I desperately wanted without ever realising that I wanted it. He didn’t do it because he thought she needed him; he did it because he needed her, and he told her because he realised she didn’t know. Having set the scene in this way, their declarations of love happened in the most romantic possible way — not at the end of the world, not because either one of them was desperate to hold onto or win over the other, or because one of them was going to possible death, but simply because they felt it and wanted to express what they were feeling. This is the place where the two of them found acceptance at last; it was the culmination of two people’s individual searches for a place to belong.
Retrospective: Smallville 8.01-10.21 [2/3]