Good:
Glee’s Valentine’s Day episode last night. For all of Glee’s flaws – and believe me, I know there are many – the best episodes are not the ones in which the show tries to be relevant and poignant and have fantastic, showy musical numbers and also make fun of itself but also take itself seriously, and give everyone screen time and have two celebrity guests. The best episodes are the ones where – simply – there are a couple really strong moments, and they outweigh the weak ones. Santana (the beautiful and talented Naya Rivera) finally got a plotline. Mark Salling committed to the ridiculousness of Puck crushing on Lauren, so it worked, and 10 points for his perfect delivery of “What is this place?” when she takes him to the library. Blaine sang a Robin Thicke song. Sighhhh. Kurt finally confronted him about all of their sexual tension, thank God. It was starting to look like a Josh and Donna West Wing situation for a little while there. Mercedes got to explain why she’s the one character that’s not desperate for a relationship – “Look at me. I don’t have a date for Valentine’s Day and I could give a rip. The three of us are divas...everybody feels lonely. Harnessing this pain is why [our heroes] became legends.” A nice response from the creators to the numerous bloggers wondering why they haven’t given her a love interest yet. And Rachel was suddenly self-aware (but devastatingly so) when she acknowledged that "girls like [her] don't usually get chosen over girls like Quinn." But still, Finn and Quinn are totally unlikeable, Kurt switched schools to get more personal attention and he hasn’t had one solo yet, and Tina crying during her song was decidedly un-funny. Ah, well…beggars can’t be choosers.
Colin Firth in the billions of interviews he’s had to do lately because of his King’s Speech Oscar buzz. He is the most humble, sweet, funny, and unaffected movie star out there, and he takes what he does with just the right mix of seriousness and humor. I would say he’s charming, because he is, but he doesn’t even mean to be. It is time for his Oscar, but really, after his performances in films like When Did You Last See Your Father? and A Single Man, of course it is time.
How I Met Your Mother went back to being funny! Other than the utterly useless Katy Perry cameo – God, she’s annoying – Monday’s episode was pitch-perfect. I loved seeing the story from everyone but Ted’s perspective for once – hilarious – and Marshall’s family getting as excited as we were that Zoe is finally single. WHY CAN’T SHE BE THE MOTHER? I LOVE DR. CAMERON!
The New York Times gets their balls back (don’t ask me when they lost them, I’m 20 years old) and finally reviews Spiderman: Turn Off the Dark. And totally eviscerates it. YES. About time.
I haven’t been crazy about House lately because I think the writers kind of screwed up House and Cuddy finally getting together, Wilson has been MIA, and I don’t like Candace Bergen at all, who has been playing Cuddy’s mom. But Mama Cuddy was the patient of the week on Monday, and House – for the first time ever – used the “Do it or you’re fired” line on his team when trying to save her. That’s the House I know and love! Enough of this one step forward, two steps back business with he and Cuddy. He literally threatened four people’s jobs to get them to save a woman he barely knows for the woman he loves. Nice.
This, because why the hell not?
Jesse Eisenberg on going to the Oscars: "I feel like when I was 13 and I had to go to bar mitzvahs every weekend. This is the same feeling. You have to put on a suit every weekend to go meet with a bunch of Jews."
Bad:
I DON’T CARE ABOUT MICHELLE OBAMA’S STYLE. And if you do, you need to find a hobby. I guess there’s this new book out about her fashion sense – really, a book? – and of course it’s getting a lot of press - female bloggers in particular are eating it up.
Annie’s cousin is trying to sabotage her on 90210. I'm yawning.
The incredibly strange way in which all of my favorite shows have ended up being ones aired during the summer – Mad Men, Weeds, Breaking Bad, and Friday Night Lights. No, I don’t have DirecTV. Leave me alone.
Artists releasing “teasers” of their music videos – Britney, I’m looking at you. Music videos are roughly three-minute long videos of you lipsyncing at a camera. Not that special and certainly not worthy of teasers to hype them up.
Ugly:
Gawker and Jezebel's new layouts. UGH.
Jude Law and Sienna Miller have broken up (again). I hate myself for saying this, but I was pulling for those two crazy kids. Now I’ll go to People.com and couples like J.Lo and Marc Antony or Blake Lively and Insert It Boy Here will somehow stay together and revel in their publicity and not be English or cute.
When does Sherlock start up again? I’ve watched the first season’s three episodes probably 20 times each now…
Just Go With It – the new romcom starring the mind-numbingly one-note Jennifer Aniston and completely unappealing Adam Sandler. Aren’t there already enough bad movies out there? Now there’s one in which it’s totally plausible that Adam Sandler would date Brooklyn Decker and Jennifer Aniston would agree to pretend to be his ex-wife? And it would be funny? And people would pay money to see it?
Weeeeelll, this just ended on a much more negative note than I intended…errr…I’ll post something happy ASAP!
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