Get ready for some scathing

This week NBC is rolling out its new stuff. I went to bed early last night in an effort to fully recover from this weekend so I'll have to catch Studio 60 tonight, but I did watch The Class. At least, part of it. It made me so unhappy that I turned it off fifteen minutes in, which was fourteen minutes longer than it should have been on my television. I wanted to projectile vomit onto the screen and kick my foot through my television. It was that bad.

There was one mildly amusing joke about the fact that The Eagles is both a sports team and a rock band. Nothing else anybody said the entire episode was even remotely funny.

But what really bothered me about this show was the complete lack of realism. I do not believe any person in America would behave the way these people do. Who goes to a third grade reunion in the first place? The premise is just bad. And when the main guy's adored fiance broke up with him in earshot of everybody at the lamest party ever, he waited patiently for her to finish yelling at him, then for a girl at the party to give a big speech about herself before he even opened his mouth to defend himself. That just doesn't make sense. And the professional photographer was developing film in a room with shining florescent lights. What's her photo collection called? "Rhapsody in white, streaky lights?" Bitch, please.

My brain rejected everything about this show because there is no realism here. It's also filled with cliches like the school heartthrob turning out to be gay and his girlfriend finding out by discovering him with another dude on prom night. By the time that finally came out I'd realized it for two miutes. So the show is filled with cliches but is in no way believable. That's a horrible combination.

Don't watch this show unless you want to get in touch with your sense of rage. How did this even make it to air? Fuck these people and their stupid, unrealistic problems.