I hated last night's episode, and will almost certainly never watch it again, unless the ads make it clear that Matthew Morrison's bare chest will play a prominent role.
I laughed once, when the blonde cheerleader says that she's dressing up as a peanut allergy for Halloween. I don't know who that actress is, but she's a genius. On the few times I've been able to bring myself to sit through this dreadful show, hoping against hope that I'll finally get it, she has always been the bright spot. The utter seriousness with which she delivered a line about her concern that her cat was reading her diary was far more delightful than Jane Lynch's increasingly by the numbers performance.
As for the show itself, well, it was hard for me to give a damn about the show's alleged plotline. It made no sense whatever. When Sue Sylvester's plot to expose the evils of the high school production of Rocky Horror became clear, all Mr. Shu had to do was point out to her that she herself had adapted it for the high school stage, and based on what we were shown had managed to sanitize it pretty completely, and was in fact an active participant in the entire rehearsal process, and was even in the goddamn show to boot, and her little local Emmy would go pretty well up in smoke.
But no. They had to give Sue Sylvester a little speech, and Mr. Shu had to admit that she was right, and all the money they spent on that rather expensive looking set, complete with functioning elevator, was wasted when it could have probably been spent on tickets to New York that the show was supposed to be raising money for.
Screw GLEE.
"If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about the answers." Thomas Pynchon, GRAVITY'S RAINBOW
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away." Philip K. Dick
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