...and while I won't drink to that, because I'm a goody-two shoes who doesn't like the taste of alcohol, I will go on a dinner-picnic with friends in celebration.
(okay, so it wasn't actually a "Yay weekend!" celebration, but whatever, I just wanted to mention it so you all know that yes, I actually do have friends. I know, sometimes I sound amazingly addicted to my computer on this little blog, what with all my talk of shows and books and stuff. I dunno, hearing about someone going out with friends usually isn't all that interesting, so I tend to avoid that subject. You understand right?)
SO. Now that we've got that confirmation of my real life existence out of the way, we can move on to the stuff you know you're really interested in: my opinions on television shows.
Oh Pretty Little Liars. How you try my patience sometimes.
First off, we have the whole kidnapped therapist thing, from the previous episode, which I can't get over: she's an adult. An adult who is apparently not an idiot. So explain to me why, exactly, she would reveal that she knew the name of A in her office, which she KNEW was bugged. YOU KNEW IT WAS BUGGED. WHY. EXPLAIN WHY.
However, my biggest issue this episode was the fact that when one of the liars (Emily) was trapped in a barn with a car that is apparently filling the barn with noxious, deadly fumes, she just sort of gave up and passed out. Girl, that barn is big. You'd have at least an hour. Go try and break open the car or something - if it's not running, the fumes won't kill you. That thing has windows. You have shoes. Seriously.
Beyond PLL, I have an embarassing confession: I started watching Glee again. I know, I know. Santana drew me back in (I think it's possible she's slowly becoming one of my favorite characters). I still hate Will most of the time, and Sue has gotten amazingly old, but to be honest, the rest aren't...horrific. Rachel's pining was annoying, but Kurt and Blaine are cute and Brittany is once again hilarious. So's her cat.
So I watched the available episodes on Hulu, and yeah. I mean, Glee is all over really: sometimes it really hits the mark with certain quips or storylines, and other times it is SO FUCKING RIDICULOUS. Since the Prom episode was the most recent one I watched, we'll talk about that first: I was almost happy for about two seconds when Jesse returned, because it meant Rachel would stop pining over Finn for an episode. Except she didn't. Stop. Pining. Which made his return both implausible and useless. You flunked out of UCLA? And then came back to Ohio? And now have this idea that you will advise show choirs? I don't remember your character being this stupid; is your character really this stupid? Also, what is going on with your scarf thing? Also also, what high school allows a non-high school student to go to prom? Oh, apparently one where the principal allows write-ins to determine prom queen, and then proceeds to read out that prom queen, despite the fact that apparently it was yet another attempt to bully/tease the gay student (we must address this too: I didn't realize until the whole awkward-lack-of-applause that it was meant as a hurtful thing; I just assumed, you know, support/breaking the crown thing in Mean Girls. You know. Like, maybe people kind of thought he wanted to get the crown because of how he generally acts around school...I dunno. I mean, I understood in the end that it wasn't that, but at first, that's how it seemed.)
Beyond all this stuff: school starts on Tuesday. My last first day ever. Kinda weird, I won't lie.
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