In my previous article on why I finally gave up on Smallville shortly into the third season, I focused on how irritated I am by the show consistently making its female lead a plot device, rather than a person. Pretty Perfect Princess Lana Lang may be irritating, but Noble Stalker Clark Kent is creepy.
Part of the running plot of Smallville revolves around Clark’s “secret” love for Lana (secret only from her, of course). This is a common enough event during adolescence, and a part of the pre-Crisis on Infinite Earths Superman mythos, which shapes much of Smallville’s premise.
How does Clark act out his unspoken love for Lana? By saving her from mutants on a weekly basis, of course, but also by watching her through his telescope without her knowledge. By investigating anyone new that enters Lana’s life, sometimes by breaking and entering into their homes. By occasionally beating the crap out of people who threaten her, sometimes indirectly resulting in their deaths.
By watching Lana change clothes in the locker room using his x-ray vision.
Not all of these are common stalker behaviors, but most stalkers aren’t Kryptonians. But the show consistently tells us that Clark’s love for Lana is pure, not the dangerous obsession of her other five (as of episode 303) stalkers. After all, he only threatens her personal safety when he is under the influence of red Kryptonite. Or magic. Or when he’s possessed. So, only four or five times a year does Lana have to worry about Clark possibly killing her. (Not that she ever worries about anyone killing her, but that was the last article.)
He only used his superpowers to look at her naked because he loves her, you see.