I finished watching season 4 of Glee, because yes I’m still doing that. I think I’m in the minority here, but I actually hated it less than season 3? Reasons:
This show has always suffered from a lack of focus, so splitting the action between two cities doesn’t make all that much of a difference.
The season’s inevitable PSA episodes were still stupid, but they weren’t stupid in a way that personally enraged me for the most part. Most fans seem to hate the school shooting episode for its insensitivity, which is apparently just one more thing I missed the boat on by attending Catholic school. The stuff about sex workers and cheating was all predictably prudish, but I get that having everyone impulsively blurt out their every tiny infidelity for no logical reason makes for some good cheap drama and segues into musical numbers.
All the boring new kids being near-replicas of the characters they’re replacing is positively meta in its commentary on how boring these people are.
Klaine and Brittana breaking up is irrelevant in hindsight, and Blaine in particular is significantly more interesting when he’s not with Kurt. He actually has a character now rather than just feeling like empty wish fulfillment or a blank slate with a new defining character trait every episode (my favorite of which is the one where he’s obviously sleeping with his brother). It’s when Klaine get back together and the show becomes obsessed with making them into the flawless poster couple for groundbreaking representation that they lose me again.
Now wasn’t this about the time when Finn’s actor died? I suppose I have that to look forward to, which is a shame since that one scene where he assaults Brody in a hotel room was so thrilling and creepy and stalkerish that I legitimately can’t believe they tried to pass it off as romantic. Alas for what could have been a screwed-up swerve on the predictable headlining het romance.