The colour of Will’s car
Written by Duana
I thought that it would be important, when I was writing a review of Glee, to make it somehow different from the ones I write about Mad Men or Gossip Girl. Maybe some cute references to song lyrics, something.
But I don’t want to.
After a brief absence from Glee (i.e., I missed the premiere) I was thoroughly looking forward to this episode and I…don’t know why. So instead of constructing a story whereby they need to do Britney songs, the show just lets them…fantasize them? And they recreate them more or less shot for shot with no irony? Why? Why bring in Big B herself only to have her be essentially an accessory? For kids who were obsessed with Britney, why why why were there none of her greatest ‘I’m on top’ hits? “Lucky”? “Oops, I did it again”? Instead, misogyny! Hysteria over sexualisation blamed on music, instead of a lack of sex education.
I spend a lot of time defending this show. Not just because I was a desperately addicted vocal jazz geek in high school but because I feel like it’s a subsection that deserves some exploration. High school geeks in the media are sometimes portrayed as goody-goody in the extreme, and I love that the geeks on this show are still as obsessed with sex and rebellion and separating themselves from their parents. But this – this was not that.
So, in an effort to avoid bombs being dropped on my home from Gleeks, let me outline the things I liked.
Unfortunately…that’s all I have. I really, really want to be able to love this show. But since there was no real plot or character to hold onto, I don’t know why I’m supposed to pledge allegiance to a bunch of reconstituted music videos.
And I’m all for subverting expectations, but 1) Amber didn’t get a single LINE and 2) Really? They didn’t use “Not a girl, not yet a woman?”
(Lainey: oh there’s more. Glee sucked so hard last night we’re double-fisting our hate. Stand by.)