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sevenswellsWe finished watching the last episodes of the second season of Glee yesterday, merely out of obstination and in order to get some sense of closure -- we really didn't want to. It's safe to say now that I won't be watching season 3.
That second season was very bad. Some good ideas here and there, sometimes one good episode that cruelly gave us hope, but overall, poor writing, poor song choice and interpretations, and guys, sorry to tell you, but ALL your "original songs" SUCKED big time. The New York one made us howl with second-hand embarrassment. And just as we thought we couldn't be more unimpressed, bam, last episode, complete anti-climax that left us wondering what the hell it was we saw in that show in the first place, whether there ever *was* something charming, fresh, new that made us fall in love with it or if it was just wishful thinking and total delusion on our part.
The only thing good about that last episode was Usher's Yeah! sung by unknown female choir that looked a lot like the Jane Addams girls, but I guess they had to cut the performance in half because they didn't want the viewers to realize how inferior New Directions' performance would be compared to it (too late, ha!).
I also enjoyed watching lovely (and gay as ever) Jonathan Groff's comeback, "Rolling in the deep" was also one of the good songs that I'll remember from those horrible last episodes.
Fortunately after that, Kiri had the good idea to show us NPH's performance at the Tony Awards and we gained back some faith in humanity and show tunes. This has probably been reblogged over and over all around the Internetz, but I don't care, here is my own reblog of thatfabulous awesome piece of epicness:
And once again, Neil Patrick Harris saves the day!
That second season was very bad. Some good ideas here and there, sometimes one good episode that cruelly gave us hope, but overall, poor writing, poor song choice and interpretations, and guys, sorry to tell you, but ALL your "original songs" SUCKED big time. The New York one made us howl with second-hand embarrassment. And just as we thought we couldn't be more unimpressed, bam, last episode, complete anti-climax that left us wondering what the hell it was we saw in that show in the first place, whether there ever *was* something charming, fresh, new that made us fall in love with it or if it was just wishful thinking and total delusion on our part.
The only thing good about that last episode was Usher's Yeah! sung by unknown female choir that looked a lot like the Jane Addams girls, but I guess they had to cut the performance in half because they didn't want the viewers to realize how inferior New Directions' performance would be compared to it (too late, ha!).
I also enjoyed watching lovely (and gay as ever) Jonathan Groff's comeback, "Rolling in the deep" was also one of the good songs that I'll remember from those horrible last episodes.
Fortunately after that, Kiri had the good idea to show us NPH's performance at the Tony Awards and we gained back some faith in humanity and show tunes. This has probably been reblogged over and over all around the Internetz, but I don't care, here is my own reblog of that
And once again, Neil Patrick Harris saves the day!
