the Glee rant couldn't be contained any longer

Jun 04, 2010 00:03

ETA:
waketosleep suggested I was being a bit (well, more than a bit) judgemental in my diatribe, and while I won't apologise for my opinions, I don't want to hurt anyone either. I am not trying to suggest that liking Glee makes you a bad person in my eyes. I am only trying to express my wish that people would stop talking about it so goddamn much.

Okay, not to rain on anyone's parade, but. Glee. I know it's the darling of the performance art crowd and the media, I know everyone and their auntie are watching it and loving it, I know they have some badass harmonies going down. I cannot stand the show. I watched the first episode and despised it; I found their portrayal of a gay character horribly stereotypical, and from what I've read that's not the only problematic thing they do. ("Other Asian"? Really?) The characters are all stereotypes, the plot's cliched, and to be honest I just don't like any of the protagonists. I don't get what people see in the show, I really don't. I'll accept that most people don't feel the same way, but I can't respect it, and I'm always a little bit disappointed in people I respect who are enthusiastic about the show.

But I could deal with it. For a while.

My biggest beef? I cannot read my flist (or circle, whatever) without at least five mentions of the show. The gifs are everywhere. The quotes are everywhere (and they are painfully obvious, no matter that I've not seen an episode since I gave up two minutes into the second one). I cannot check Twitter without at least half of the comments being about Glee in the early part of the week. My friends talk about it, I see it in magazines, at the grocery store checkout lines, everywhere. And I? Am so fucking sick of it.

This is not directed at anyone in particular. I understand that not everyone shares my views, and that there are plenty of people who read this journal who love the show. I'm not saying I've lost respect for you. (Though I am, as I said, disappointed. I'll be honest about that.) I'm not even asking you to stop talking about it as much. (Though I would definitely be relieved if you did.) That's not my place. I have plenty of things I like that offend other people's sensibilities, or are just annoyingly everywhere for those who dislike them. (See: Supernatural.) It is totally my place to complain about it on my journal, and I am exercising my right and prerogative to do so.

/deep breath

Anyway. My script's due tomorrow and it is very, very definitely not seventy pages. Or fifty, even. I probably got about 75 on my precal midterm, but that'll pass me, and anyway I'm leaving school so it's sort of a moot point anyway. I'm quitting my job next week unless I'm stuck with jury duty, Sunday is Santa Cruz Pride, I haven't spent a night at my parents' since last week, and it's inhumanely hot out here. Time to pull an all-nighter in hopes of securing a passing grade.

this pisses me off, tonight on the boob tube

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