When the second half of Glee‘s first season finished airing, I was sorta over it. It wasn’t nearly as good as the first half. But that all changed, after watching last night’s season premiere. The episode titled “Auditions” was probably one of the best Glee episodes ever. The producers brought the show back on track (IMHO).
It was more about storytelling and character development, rather than randomly creating situations just to include certain songs. While I’m a huge fan of showtunes and old 80s ballads, I was loving the more contemporary approach the episode took. Four of the five songs were actually released within the past couple of years.
Overall it was a great start to a new season. The entire segment with Jacob Israel filming a documentary as a nod to all the real life haters to start the show was a stroke of genius. But I do agree, Mr. Schue needs to never rap AGAIN. Jacob seriously needs to have his own webisodes. Fox are you listening. Make it happen.
A few quick random thoughts about last night. Welcome back, bitchy Quinn. I missed you so. Loving the the Asian loving, though I sorta miss “Artina“. Rachel’s new bangs really suit her. Her un-PC way of talking to Sunshine had me inappropriately laughing on the floor. Once again, Kurt’s scene stealing was a highlight of the show. That Best Supporting nod was well-deserved. Didn’t think I was going to like Coach Beiste, but she won me over. How hilarious was it when Cheyenne Jackson put on Sunshine’s Hello Kitty-type backpack. Hilar-balls.
The producers couldn’t have picked a better song to kick off the second season. With the Nationals taking place in New York City this year, this ode to the Big Apple was perfect. We often don’t get scenes filmed outdoors, so this was an unexpected treat. As usual, snippets of Kurt and his dance moves had me in stitches. If anyone knows where I can get the t-shirts the Gleeks are wearing, hit me up. Me likey.
This was the first time I wanted Sue Sylvester off my screen. How dare she interrupt this duet. It was sheer perfection. Watching Rachel Berry’s eyes upon hearing Sunshine’s voice for the first time was amazing. Somehow, I don’t think it took much acting on Michele’s part. Producers please provide more diva offs like this.
I have to admit, the still pictures of Chord don’t do him justice. He’s far cuter when he’s singing. Oh, and that shower scene wasn’t too shabby either. He’s got that lay-back cool Jason Mraz vibe going on. It exactly what the show needs. It’s confident without being cocky, vulnerable yet strong.
DAYUM girl, you can sing. Yes, I’ve been wowed by her performances on Oprah and YouTube before, but she truly brought the auditorium down last night. Just like the Gleeks, I found myself raising the roof and praising her “sanging”. If there is one complaint I have about Charice, it’s that she needs to tone down the diva hand gestures. We get it, you love the Celine and the Mariah.
Last season, I practically transcribed each episode by including numerous quotes. This year, I’m only going to include the truly memorable ones.
Jacob: “Will Schuster, how do you respond to a recent post on my blog saying your glee club song selections sounds like they come from a drag queen’s iPod?”
Brittany: “People thought I went on vacation, but actually I spent the summer lost in the sewers.”
Mr. Schu: “Kids don’t like it when I rap??”
Brittany: “Stop the violence.” (to Santana and Quinn fighting)
Puck to Sam: “Dude your mouth is huge. How many tennis balls can you fit in there”
Sam to Puck: “I’ve never had any balls in my mouth. Have you?”
Coach Beiste to Sue: “You’re all coffee and no omelet.”
Sue to Santana: “Boobs McGee, you’re demoted to the bottom of the pyramid, so when it collapses, your exploding sandbags will keep everyone safe from injury.”
Artie: “They fell in love over the summer, at Asian camp.”
Mercedes: “Is that a men’s sweater?”
Kurt: “Fashion has no gender.”
Sue: “I don’t need the sound of your stretch marks rubbing together.”
What did you think of the episode? Are you glad Glee is back? Absence does make the heart grow fonder. Welcome back, Gleeks.