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I "watched" Glee live on Facebook with my good friend ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gnadige , which basically meant I missed about half of it. So I re-watched it last night. Scott was installing stuff on his laptop, and periodically we'd stop the playback and have to discuss stuff.
What I find interesting about Scott and I discussing Glee:
1. Scott would tell you he doesn't watch this show, and yet there he was, making comments about how Rachel's character has been portrayed for three seasons, now. Um.
I pointed out to him that this was how I got sucked into Deep Space 9. Scott would watch it while I read on the couch, and then two seasons later I'm all Oh my God, Sisko left the baseball!!!
2. Our discussions of Glee tend to be way more meta than our discussions of Lost or Doctor Who or Sherlock. There's way more talk of what the fans think, what Ryan Murphy's said on Twitter, and things like, "Do you think Darren Criss would have a music career if he wasn't on this show?"
3. We both found "Chasing Pavements" as a last-song choice more ominous than inspirational.
Anyway, I have lots of thoughts. It was a really solid episode, and I think it inverted a lot of typical teen-movie/TV show tropes (as Glee usually does). Oh, and "New York State of Mind" was not popularized by Barbra Streisand. Fifty thousand Billy Joel fans just asked, "What?" at the same time.
BUT. Not talking about those things today. No, I am going to talk about something else. Because that episode last night cemented the fact that Glee is going to end up on the list with Buffy and Lost as a show I'm stuck with forever in terms of emotional touchstones; while I loved Twin Peaks, it doesn't echo for me like Buffy; while I enjoyed Firefly, it doesn't have the emotional resonance for me that Doctor Who does.
But now this problematic piece of musical television has shoved itself into my psyche and will have a moment, like the baseball on DS9, that I can point to and say, "That's what did it." And that moment is:
Burt Hummel tells his kid, "You can always come back." And Kurt gets out of the car, and Burt says, "But you won't."
And it finally, truly hit me that one day, thirteen or fourteen years from now, that's going to happen. My kid is going to go out into the world without me, and that's the point, and he won't come back. Not really. Not forever. Not like it was.
My head was filled with this vision of Burt going home to his empty house, and sure Carole will be there, but Kurt won't. And neither will Finn, but they've had a few months to get used to that.
AAAAARRRGGGHHH.
gnadige , which basically meant I missed about half of it. So I re-watched it last night. Scott was installing stuff on his laptop, and periodically we'd stop the playback and have to discuss stuff.What I find interesting about Scott and I discussing Glee:
1. Scott would tell you he doesn't watch this show, and yet there he was, making comments about how Rachel's character has been portrayed for three seasons, now. Um.
I pointed out to him that this was how I got sucked into Deep Space 9. Scott would watch it while I read on the couch, and then two seasons later I'm all Oh my God, Sisko left the baseball!!!
2. Our discussions of Glee tend to be way more meta than our discussions of Lost or Doctor Who or Sherlock. There's way more talk of what the fans think, what Ryan Murphy's said on Twitter, and things like, "Do you think Darren Criss would have a music career if he wasn't on this show?"
3. We both found "Chasing Pavements" as a last-song choice more ominous than inspirational.
Anyway, I have lots of thoughts. It was a really solid episode, and I think it inverted a lot of typical teen-movie/TV show tropes (as Glee usually does). Oh, and "New York State of Mind" was not popularized by Barbra Streisand. Fifty thousand Billy Joel fans just asked, "What?" at the same time.
BUT. Not talking about those things today. No, I am going to talk about something else. Because that episode last night cemented the fact that Glee is going to end up on the list with Buffy and Lost as a show I'm stuck with forever in terms of emotional touchstones; while I loved Twin Peaks, it doesn't echo for me like Buffy; while I enjoyed Firefly, it doesn't have the emotional resonance for me that Doctor Who does.
But now this problematic piece of musical television has shoved itself into my psyche and will have a moment, like the baseball on DS9, that I can point to and say, "That's what did it." And that moment is:
Burt Hummel tells his kid, "You can always come back." And Kurt gets out of the car, and Burt says, "But you won't."
And it finally, truly hit me that one day, thirteen or fourteen years from now, that's going to happen. My kid is going to go out into the world without me, and that's the point, and he won't come back. Not really. Not forever. Not like it was.
My head was filled with this vision of Burt going home to his empty house, and sure Carole will be there, but Kurt won't. And neither will Finn, but they've had a few months to get used to that.
AAAAARRRGGGHHH.
