‘Glee’ and me

June 2, 2011 by Brad McElhinny
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Oh Glee, how I’ve come to dread you like a purple flavored ice drink to the face.

(To those of you thinking, Hey, there’s a dude in The Mommyhood — and he’s writing about Glee! Yeah, well, I watch Glee in between Ice Road Truckers and Deadliest Catch. I’m sort of like the Puckerman of The Mommyhood, you know. Just don’t quiz me about Ice Road Truckers or Deadliest Catch because I made up how I watch them just to sound the slightest bit tough.)

Last year, Glee, you seemed so different. You had classic Journey hits freshly sung by attractive teenage-looking people. You had that hilariously wisecracking Sue Sylvester with her army of tracksuits. You produced new twists on the language, like cheerios for cheerleaders.

This year, it was sophomore slump time. You felt like an afterschool special with songs. Instead of character development, there was character running in circles. In fact, some whole characters were introduced and swiftly forgotten.

But the most annoying thing about you, Glee, is that you are like catnip to my almost-Tween.

She loves your catchy songs, great-looking cast and high school setting. And she begs to watch you.

And there you are, with three or four episodes on the DVR because I just haven’t been able to summon up the interest like I used to.

“Can we watch Glee? Can we watch Glee? Can we watch Glee?”

Oh! No, no! No, no, no, no

But to do so is to brace for a minefield of hands-over-eyes moments:

– Finn losing his cool, if you know what I mean, in a hot tub.

– Anything — anything — involving Santana.

– Kurt being caught (innocently enough?) in bed with a boy by his heart-attack-prone father.

There is, on average, one cringeworthy moment per episode. Why not just go all-out and do a Ke$ha-themed episode?

I know, Glee. I know you have a lot of important messages to impart (back to that after school special aspect of you again) — that it’s OK to be different, that cutting loose with a song (or having your own voice) can make difficult situations better. And I know it’s up to me to say ‘no’ to my own kid if I still don’t think you’re good for her.

But, like Finn breaking up with Rachel, or Finn breaking up with Quinn, or Brittany breaking up with Artie, or Brittany breaking up with Santana, or Artie breaking up with Tina, and so on and so forth, you make it so hard.

How about you, Mommies? What’s your policy on kids and Glee?

 

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4 Responses to “‘Glee’ and me”

  1. Leigh AnneNo Gravatar says:

    In my opinion, that show is entirely inappropriate for anyone under the age of 13. Call me a prude I guess. My kids are 9, 7 and 1. None of them have laid eyes on Glee.

  2. Katy BrownNo Gravatar says:

    We don’t watch it. I’m having enough trouble explaining teenage themes on The Wonder Years.

  3. bradmcNo Gravatar says:

    The marketing makes it hard. It’s fun! There’s singing! How bad could it be! It’s just a step beyond High School Musical!

    It’s like the Joe Camel of prime time television. Appealing — yet dangerous to developing minds.

  4. Karen mcelhinnyNo Gravatar says:

    This mommy (the mother of your
    children ) says no Glee. And I mean it.

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