It’s all God and Grilled Cheesus on Glee this week. And while this certainly wasn’t my favorite episode of the Glee, I DID really like it. But Glee has sort of become a show that I kind of love and hate at the same time. Because Glee seems to have lost the fact that it’s supposed to have a coherent plot and opts for these sort of ridiculous THEME WEEKS and yet, the dialogue is tremendous, the facial expressions are phenomenal, Emma’s wardrobe is amazing, and the songs are (usually) awesome.
And it’s almost like the show GETS that they are inconsistent and over-theme-y..and don’t care at all: “Last week we’re too sexy, this week we’re too religious. We can’t win.”
So, Finn makes a grilled cheesus – “I saw the face of God, literally – I made a grilled cheesus.” – and begins praying, while everyone else in Glee debates over whether or not they should get GOD-y. “Dear grilled cheesus, first of all you’re super delicious. Please, grilled cheesus, please let us win our first football game. It would mean so much to Artie, and I think you kind of owe it to him. You did kind of screw him in the leg department. In return, cheesy Lord, I’ll make sure we honor you this week in glee club.”
Kurt’s father has a heart attack and Glee pulls at my heartstrings with, by far, one of the best numbers to EVER be performed on the show EVER…Kurt’s rendition of The Beatles’ classic, I Wanna Hold Your Hand. And then, they found a ridiculous Kurt mini-me. Seriously..look at this:
(personally, THIS seems more divine that a jesus sandwich)
Brittany falls asleep whenever she prays.
Sue suggests that they enroll in Sweet Mother of God Academy on I Love Jesus Street. Also, she’s happy that Mary Lou Retton is an orphan. Or something.
Mercedes is down with church, but Kurt is not.
Rachel is happy that Finn says that her kids should totally go to Jew church and wear those hats and eat that salty orange stuff on their bagels.
And Puck goes to temple and busts out some Billy Joel.