Look, I haven’t watched more than five minutes of an episode of Glee all year, but I think their faces during Rachel’s performance sort of says it all. On the one hand, you’ve got Jesse who is SMOLDERING and tracked down Whoopi to tell her that Rachel Berry is the best thing to happen to Broadway since Cats. On the other hand, you’ve got Finn who looks so painfully constipated that I fear he might need an enema. So really, good luck getting me to buy that Rachel Berry would choose to run off to New York with someone other than the guy who exhibited admirable vocal range when tackling Sondheim’s most challenging work.
