Say It Ain't So Jo(nas)!

I admit it, I'm a sucker for a pretty face. Which is how I started watching BBC's latest incarnation of "Robin Hood." (See picture below.) Yes, I choose the shows I watch based on the hottness level of the hero. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn't (i.e., "Legend of the Seeker.")

The show is not perhaps the most well-acted, but it has made me laugh and cry, and groan a bit over the few modern phrases that have been tossed in. Some people are still panning it, but whatever. I like it and that's all that matters to me. And I've eagerly been awaiting the start of Season 3 on BBC America.

So, imagine my disappointment when I discover this morning that Jonas Armstrong is leaving the show at the end of the season. To pursue other opportunities. (In the business world, that phrase typically means someone got canned. In the entertainment world, it means, someone thinks he/she needs to earn more money and it ain't happening on that particular show--a la Suzanne Somers and "Three's Company.")

The producers are predicting the show will carry on, but how can that happen when the guy playing your main character is leaving? This isn't "As The World Turns." He's not Meg Ryan, who's character Betsy was in a horrible car accident and the doctor remade her in his dead wife's image just so they could slip a new actress in there. (And somehow he made her taller, too? That's when I stopped watching. My ability to suspend disbelief went up in smoke.)

So what the hell, Jonas? Can't you throw us lustful girls a bone and just keep doing the show? What am I supposed to do when I can no longer roll my eyes at your medieval hoodie? Do those art house/pseudo porn/independent movies while you're on hiatus. Unless of course, the real reason you're leaving is because you can't look at Keith Allen's gnarly teeth anymore.

And if any of you reading this are interested in seeing the show, Season 3 starts April 26th, so there's plenty of time to get Seasons 1 and 2 from Netflix.