As Fox appears ready to take steps back towards the kind of dark, interesting material that they excel at, a la "24," this could prove to be an interesting year for the network.
While fans are undoubtedly allowed to express their emotions, feelings and opinions over the subject of storylines, is it right for them to cast stones at the writers or executive producers when things don't go the way they want?
For many Americans, the only LGBT people they know are those they meet on their favorite TV shows, while at the movies, or when sitting down to read the Sunday paper. It's those same images that they take with them to the ballot box come voting time.
This year, new characters have been introduced and they have breathed a fresh new life into the show that will help transition the program when many of the leads take their final bow at the end of the season.
Instead of ignoring a character's irritating attributes, sometimes shows just turn right into the skid. When the narrative acknowledges flaws, those same flaws can become endearing parts of what make a character great.
I realize quoting "Big Spender" lyrics from Cy Coleman and Dorothy Fields' Sweet Charity musical won't earn me any sweet indie cred, but I went there anyway. Why? Because it allowed me to use this as an intentionally tacky lead-in: "Who doesn't want to have some 'fun'?"
What are you doing and... what are you looking forward to? Do something about teen suicide. Remind yourself of things you are looking forward to and tell a young person. It can make a world of difference.
For an episode that was supposed to be all about Regionals, Glee flipped a switch on its audience and instead, turned out an episode that I don't think anyone saw coming. Suicide attempt? Check. A potentially deadly car accident? Check. Regionals win? Who cares!
After a few weeks of painful misses, I wasn't sure if I was ever going to restore my love for Glee again, but then the series showed me its "Heart," and I was immediately sucked back in to the McKinley High drama. Of course, it may have had something to do with it being Valentine's Day and all.
Milan makes "so emotional" and "greatest love of all" references that seem particularly poignant this week. "Any bitch with common sense knows, don't shine on Whitney Houston in a RuPaul informercial," Willam asserts.
Considering that I knew beforehand that "The Spanish Teacher" would be very Will-centric, I wasn't too excited for this episode. Although, I must admit that Ricky Martin's bon-bon shaking was a huge incentive for tuning in.
We weren't really looking forward to this episode, since it signaled the return to one of worst things about season 2 (other than the preachiness and all-around lack of humor): the "theme" episode.
For an episode that was so overhyped, I have to be honest: I was a little underwhelmed ... The absurdity of it all was too much for me to bear. It never quite lived up to the greatness that is Michael Jackson.
It's an overflowing piñata full of mediocre television. That isn't to say all reality television is bad. I do enjoy some, like The Amazing Race and Top Chef. However, I'm referring to the shows that go to the edge of crazy and jump over.
Glee, in its presentation of Broadway songs as contemporary pop music, shamelessly auto-tuned and lip-synched, has helped to make musical theater more popular than ever. But, even if it is popular, musical theater is still uncool. Why is this?