Rocky Horror Glee Disaster

I know that a million people will probably review this episode of Glee and I'm even afraid that some of them may have liked it, but in keeping with what I said earlier, I am going to start writing about things that interest me. And while Glee's torturing of one of my favorite childhood favorites may not classify as "interesting" to me, it does qualify under the category of things that fire me up. Because I was a big fan of Glee before tonight, and now I must admit, that I don't think I'm ever going to watch it again. A big of an over-reaction on my part? Perhaps. But everything is black and white, hot and cold in my world.

God bless my mother because if she hadn't been texting me during the show, I would have shut it off after the first thirty seconds, and I would have missed the horror that was the rest of the episode. Even though I complained bitterly and asked my mother to gag me when Uncle Jesse from Full House started butchering Meatloaf's work, I'm kind of glad that I muscled my way through the episode. Because their rendition of "Time Warp" was that horrendous.

Here's my problem with the episode: it was clearly made for people who had already seen Rocky Horror. They make countless references to how inappropriate it is for students to perform the musical without going into any detail as to why, and they talk about the nature of the midnight shows in a familiar way that would only make sense to someone who had either gone to one, or heard about one prior to the episode. Even the characters in the musicals and their roles aren't addressed. That being said, if you are going to make an episode about a popular musical and gear it towards the audience that always loves that popular musical, why would you steer so far from the classic? Frank-N-Furter is played by a girl? Rocky Horror is wearing a shirt?

My biggest problem with the episode, and with Glee as a whole in fact, is that all the songs sound the same. Exactly the same. You have Rachel singing lead and Finn attempting to sing alongside her. And all the songs in Rocky Horror don't sound the same, so it was disappointing that you couldn't tell one from the other in the episode.

Maybe I'm just being nostalgic. Maybe it's really the absence of Tim Curry that's pissing me off. But the episode was bad. Really bad. Beyond bad. And also, other words that you could say that mean the same thing as bad. It ruined Rocky Horror, and furthermore, it ruined Glee.

You missed the mark, my friends, and I'm not sure I can give you the second chance to see if you make it back on track. Sorry. Better luck ruining another hit next time.

I'm back, with my tail between my legs, begging forgiveness

I'm ashamed to have to admit to how poor of a blogger I have been, and still am. I'm young. I'm hip. Aren't I? I'm a product of the digital age. I have electricity now and a fancy, schmancy desktop that is just aching to be used for more than playing The Sims. And I'm a writer. I should be ON TOP of the blogging scene. I should be the blogging master. But I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm a paper elitist. I like to handwrite things. I don't think there's anything better than putting a pen to paper and seeing what comes out.

And I'll tell you something else: I don't like to do things half-assed. If I can't commit myself to something 100%, I don't see the point in doing it, and so I just sweep it under the rug and forget about it. I started this blog last year because one of my professors told us that we had to start blogging and what came out was stiff, rigid, and blatantly academic. You can take a look--all those things labeled, "Capstone, Core, Champlain" etc. are all assignments that I completed for a class. The blog didn't feel like mine and so I just kind of gave up on it after the semester ended. But now I'm back and I've got a whole new "taking my life back" attitude, and guess what? I'm taking my blog back.

I think I need this blog. I think it will be therapeutic to start writing again. And I mean, really writing. About more than just assignments and class work. I want to write about things that interest me and that don't involve Champlain College. I've been in a rut lately. People used to call me the Love Doctor because I always wrote love stories, but I haven't been feeling very loving for a while now, and so I've been lost in my writing. What does a Love Doctor do when they aren't feeling loving? That's something that I've been struggling with. But as I said, I'm taking my life back. I'm taking my love back.

So, I'm sorry that I've been shitty. I've been just as shitty to be around in person, I can promise you. But I'm going to try to be better now and keep this thing updated more than once in a millennia. And who knows what will happen? Maybe we can build a beautiful friendship.

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