Cameron H.

This is what it is. He can send out notifications or engage personally if he feels like it.

I did. ETA: I’ll elaborate. I signed up and got a few responses from Paul. I think it’s a cool way to communicate that isn’t as potentially loaded or as fraught as normal Internet interactions can be. That being said, even though he’s the one who reached out to me first, and I’m sure he has a way of filtering all the responses, I can’t but feel like I’m bothering him. That could be my own personal hang up though.

Although similar, Summer Stock is far more flavorful and well-rounded than Summer Broth. We watched;

I am curious about this, too

Quasar, you’re on the clock...

I could be wrong, but I think he bums it from one of the other musicians. Which, in my mind, is still kind of shitty thing to do. “Hey, look how much better I am at this than you using your own instrument!”

Please do! I’ll never get to see a live show. You have to go to this one for me

It’s sooooo good!

OMG! The HDTGM Christmas movie is amazing! I’m so excited! It’s...

Great pick! I just showed this to my kids a couple of days ago. There’s lots to talk about.

Lurk in subway stations like normal people.

I get that the whole city is their campus, but I have to imagine that the community at large must be sick to death of all of these clowns. Everywhere these kids go, they’re trying to one-up the townies. If you live in that neighborhood, you must have to be constantly prepared to be shuffled off to the side so the conservatory kids can cut loose. Thinking of having a fun night at the club? Forget about it. A bunch of calorie deprived ballerinas have just cleared the dance floor to engage in some over-choreographed nonsense. Maybe you want to just go to the neighborhood pub and listen to some live music and watch some traditional dancing instead. Well, fuck you because the Madame Oksana’s contemporary dance class has just pushed the tables together and the nerdy, bad boy violinist with the serial killer smile just stole Angus’ instrument to play Swan Lake remixes. April even threatens one of the ladies dancing “You’re going down!” These people are just trying have a fun night out on the town for fucks sake, and they don’t need your hyper-competitive, rich kid bullshit bringing them down!

That was insane! It’s like Paul said in the episode, every time the hint of conflict arises, it is immediately squelched. I thought for sure when the instrument loaner dude asked for her ID, he was going to at least say, “Your ID says you’re in the dance program...” I mean, when you think about it, the movie is just one big false stake. He think he’s going to be deported because he’s overextended his visa. All of his decisions and subsequent scenes are based on this. Then, at the end, it turns out nobody gives a shit. It’s bonkers. I would have loved if he had to fight through DHS or whatever just to make it to the competition.

It kind of pissed me off that the school vending machines only provided fat-free options. What kind of fascist bullshit is that? I mean, if it were only a dance school, I could maybe get it, but I’m sure there are, like, ten-year-old French horn players who might appreciate Kit Kat break every now and again - especially after being bawled out by whatever sadistic taskmaster they’ve been saddled with for accidentally releasing their spit valve in the middle of Bizet’s L’Arlesienne Suite No 1. A bag of cheddar flavored kale chips isn’t going to do shit to alleviate that kind of academic stress.

Did anyone else feel like it was wildly inappropriate for both Ruby and Jazzy to be sent to Madam Markova’s office together? Their infractions, such as they were, were completely unrelated. Jazzy was suffering from chronic tardiness due to sexy-fierce, forty-year-old dude fucking, and Ruby wasn’t, what, popping when she should be locking? I get Madam Markova was busy, but damn, it really felt to me like this might be a situation where two separate meetings might have been in order.

I know we’re dealing with movie logic here, but straight up, if I was in a truly devastating situation, one that might end in any permutation of destitution, homelessness, and deportation, and some person I barely know came to me with “you should probably enter this contest” as a solution, I would lose my damn mind. Homeland Security is about to bust down my door and my hunky ass back to Britain any second, so bring me realistic options or get the fuck out.

Where’s the poster?

I liked Kelly and Garland far more.

I did too, but then I realized that’s what her *sister* wanted, not her. Garland tells him right off for that shit at the end, which was pretty refreshing. It’s also why the sister and whatshisface ultimately worked for me.

Yeah, there was a moment where he explains that sometimes you a boy needs to sing “I love you” to a girl, but then they were only in, like, two skits together...

I have to say, I literally gasped when comic relief guy broke the tractor. I was horrified.

I was wondering the same thing! I was wondering if had the yokel thing already in mind before the farm or if it was written afterward. I also found it extremely difficult to imagine Harrison playing a hick hobbit.

You mean, the greatest musical ever made? 100%