
Well, I am seriously hoping that the lead-in "American Idol" audience helps this little engine that could-be. "Glee" was everything I hoped it would be--funny, awkward, imperfect and inspiring. The high school caste system that puts the Glee Club "sub basement" is cringingly accurate. I definitely knew a cheerleader who was a Crusader for Christ and I also remember some 15-year old boys doing some pretty awful things to people they did not think should be allowed to walk the same hallowed ground that they skulked on.
The actors are relatively unknown, which adds to the innocent allure. Not to mention the story of doing what you most passionate about (singing) is enough to clear away a bad work-day's haze. It raises the ultimate familial question: Is it better to make more money to provide for your family, or provide them with the knowledge that they, like you, could be truly happy. Easier said than done, I suppose.
However, the best thing by far about the show is the music. I mean, who doesn't want Journey to be broken down by fresh-faced adolescents? And "Rehab?" Yes. Yes. Yes.
But now we have to wait--who knows if America will fall into line. America tends to be, well, dumb, when it comes to quality television. Tammy and Eric Taylor are all too-aware.
But all in all, Yippee for Glee! Oh God...
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