Tuesday, December 14, 2010

This Season of Glee Sucks

Thankfully there is not a new episode of Glee on tonight. I don't think anyway. I don't really care.

I greatly enjoyed the first season of Glee. The characters may have been stereotypes, but they had some depth and dimension. Interesting and oftentimes intense things happened to them along a discernible arc. The plot clipped along, and we quickly got to the meat of things that other shows would have dragged out for an eternity. It was refreshing.

Now the show has no arc to speak of. It's an hour-long advertisement for pop singles you can download on iTunes. The characters are no longer stereotypes; they're caricatures. Caricatures don't grow or go on journeys; we don't care about caricatures. The flimsy excuse for a plot serves no purpose other than to set up whatever songs they got the rights to perform in over-produced dance numbers. Apparently we're supposed to not only suspend our disbelief but all sense of reason as well and ignore all of the gaping plot holes, contradictions, and glaring departures from anything remotely associated with reality.

It's a kid's show, and a badly written one at that. It's become one of those horrible Saturday morning cartoons that exists for no other reason than to sell toys.

The only refreshing thing left on the show is Brittany, and that's probably because she improvises most of her lines.

I'm not sure how much longer I'll keep giving the show the benefit of the doubt, but at least I don't have to make that decision tonight. Instead I'll look forward to tonight's Tower Prep. Sure it's a kid's show too, but at least it's well done.

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