Apparently Joss Whedon has been tapped to direct an episode of Glee. This news should make me deliriously giddy since the "Once More With Feeling" episode of Buffy is pretty much my favorite thing in the world and right now I'm insanely obsessed with Glee. But for some reason, I'm not jumping for joy. I don't think I have a fever, so I'm chalking it up to the fact that I'm worried that while Ryan Murphy's shows have a surreal quality to them and Whedon's sci-fi shows have a humanistic quality to them, the combination of the two sensibilities somehow won't mesh -- like somehow all that goodness together is just going to be terrible. You know how really hot people seem to have ugly kids? It's like that.
I know it is a ridiculous thing to be worried about, but I have high standards for the man who brought Buffy and Dr. Horrible into my life, and I have equally high standards for a show that makes my heart sing with happiness and gives Jane Lynch a chance to be the most amazing character on television right now. There's no way that this episode could ever be as good as I want it to be -- my expectations are just too high. So I've started dreading it instead, so that if it turns out just to be decent, I'll be overjoyed. It's sort of like doing reverse psychology on myself. Hopefully, it will work. I was pleasantly surprised by Joss's work on the bat-filled episode of The Office, but I'm far less attached to that show than I am to Glee. And if somehow Sue Sylvester turns out to be a giant snake demon, I'm out.
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