Could I become a Gleek? That's the question I've been pondering the last few days. When a friend at work discovered I had never watched the American musical-style show, she insisted I take home her box set.
I don't like musicals. There's the odd classic - Grease, and the recent blockbuster - Mama Mia, that I enjoy, but I thought Nine was awfully dull, despite the fantastic cast.
On the other hand, I find it hard to beat an evening filled with American sitcoms - Gossip Girl, Friends, Desperate Housewives - you name it, I'm watching and loving it. So maybe, just maybe Glee and I could get on?
I've just finished episode three and I'm still sitting firmly on the fence. I do not immediately love it or hate it. I find the grotesque characters amusing and the writing sharp and witty. I like the relationships already developing between characters. And nothing beats a cast performance of a song I already love (I admit I may have sang along a little to their version of Kayne West's Gold-digger). But then there is also the cheesy, over the top expressions when the actors sing an emotional tune and it all seems a little rough around the edges and forced. But what I'm watching is the early days of a new show, the things I find frustrating have most likely been ironed out, and I imagine series two will be much more polished. For now, I'll persevere.
After years of below the shoulders, layered locks Miss Aniston has gone for the chop. At the Madrid premiere of her latest flick, Just Go With It, Jen showcased her new chic, one-length bob.
