Ever since we dropped our cable service a few months ago, we have been watching far less TV. It was a smart move. We went from having the TV on 12 hours a day, just as background noise, to filling the subsequent silence with a child’s laughter and Rush. Now we only have about 9 channels: 2 of them are spanish, 3 of them are PBS stations, one of them is a non-stop weather station. We have 2 of the major networks: NBC and CBS, I believe (depending on the weather), but we don’t have Fox. I guess when Fox decided to battle the cable providers earlier this year, they unanimously decided to shaft those who chose not to pay for their TV. Whatever. I can live without ever watching American Idol.
Normally, the only thing I am worried about seeing is The Office on Thursdays. That can be the only time I turn on the tv, after 12 pm, during the week. If I can see the Office, I am happy. Sometimes it’ll stay on for some 30 Rock, but for the most part, I tune out when it’s over. Other than that, in the morning Deven and I watch Dinosaur Train and Word World. Sid the Science Kid is retarded, I am sure of it.
There it is. An intimate detailing of our television viewing habits. No wonder no one reads this blog. I buy a domain name to make this easily accessible, I dress it up really pretty with a pre-made design, and NO ONE comes here.
But, no, really, what I wanted to blog about was Glee, and how don’t I understand half of the people who watch network tv, except for the half that watches The Office and 30 Rock. Those people, I get. But at this point, all of that is kind of redundant.
As I said earlier, no Fox, so that means if I want to watch anything on that network, it has to be online. It took me a whole to finally get around to watching Glee, but I REALLY, REALLY WANTED TO SEE IT. It look so awesome; a show full of silly stereotypes all about the second-geekiest club in high school (2nd to Chess, third if your school had a Latin club.) SO much potential for awesome, if it is done right. But alas, it fucking wasn’t.
I watched it for the first time the other night on Hulu. I had to watch the 12rth episode, since Hulu only keeps the latest 5 episodes online. I wasn’t as lost on the plot as you think, since this show is so hot, everyone buzzes about it. So I knew about Jayma Mays and that guy that looks like a sad, old Orlando Bloom, and the nerdy annoying chick, the pregnant chick, and the not pregnant chick. Totally up to date on everything.
Sadly, for all my knowledge, NO ONE TOLD ME IT WAS A MUSICAL. I knew it was a musical in the sense that it was a Glee club and there would be performances at assemblies and competitions, but not that people would break out into awkward musical numbers. The worst part of the musical numbers, is even when they are supposed to be spontaneous, they are so very rehearsed and pre-recorded. They don’t even try to hide the fact that they use filters and auto-tune when the kids are just hanging out in the choir room and just decide to start SINGING. Seriously, the ill-fitting, over-done musical numbers are what really kills it for me.
It reminds me of High School Musical, only with worse 2-dimensional stereotypes and more adult humor. It does. I admit it.
The show is not funny. Well, not my kind of funny, anyway. It tries to be, to the point of being contrived. But it could be worse.
Jane Lynch, aka, Sue Sylvester= SAME GODDAMNED CHARACTER IN EVERYTHING. Is this woman an actor? I can’t tell.
Jayma Mays = Annoying.
I want to love Leah Michelle so very badly. She reminds me of a little Idina Menzel, whom I adore. I am stopped short of licking the screen every time she comes on because her character is horrendously 2 dimensional.
The shows only bright side = Chris Colfer. The second this kid opened his mouth, I was laughing hysterically. You just can’t get much sassier and…gayer. And the best part is how natural it seems for him. I’m just saying. Not that it would matter, the kid is just awesome because he is awesome, but…you know…
So there it is. It’s another thing everyone else I know loves, and I hate. Like Led Zeppelin and Barack Obama. No wonder I don’t have any friends.