I just realized that Ryder’s mom and dad somehow missed the fact that their sixteen-year-old son was functionally illiterate. And one of them is a doctor.
Somehow I don’t think they’re terribly attentive parents. >_>;;
Reminder to those who think Ryder’s anger is rooted in transphobia; he spent half the shooting basically cuddling Unique and did not seem disgusted in the slightest. Oh, Unique. If ever there was a time to tell him, this was it. :-/
Jacob Artist says there were some last-minute rewrites in the finale, and that in the original script, Jarley ended up in a much less happy place.
Since literally the only plot Jake and/or Marley had anything to do with was the catfishing, I’m choosing to believe that means Katie was originally Jake
and he had fallen in love with Ryder.
I have a problem with Kurt.
It is not a problem with the character himself, but his characterization, what the writers have done with him.
Because Kurt has done, and been, so very very little this season. They’ve practically reduced him to a thing, an accessory, an object created to revolve around others.
Sometimes he was Rachel’s moon, orbiting her ego and casting a gentle, flattering light on her features. Sometimes he was Blaine’s, a pale celestial object for him to stare at and sigh on sleepless nights. Once or twice, he was Adam’s, a distant, heavenly glow that he admired and longed for but could never truly touch.
But regardless of whose sky he filled, he was never allowed to be more than a moon From one storyline to another he drifted, powerless to plot his own course through the void, and powerless to stop it. Because while a moon is pretty, it is ultimately inert. It does not grow or change. Its gravity isn’t strong enough to command an orbit of its own. And it cannot truly give off light; only borrow the shine of stars.
I remember when it was not so. When Kurt’s gravity was such that the show practically revolved around him, when he needed no shine from others but burned with his own light, a fire so bright not even Rachel could make it seem dim. He was a star, fueled by ambition and desire, demanding that his light be seen and refusing to hide it from the world.
That is the Kurt I signed on for. Kurt as the sun. Not Kurt as the moon.
I just want him to burn bright again.
I’ve been turning it over in my head, and I’ve managed to come to terms with things a bit more.
Ryder is a victim of sexual assault with ‘trust issues’ involving girls (just go with it, we’ve accepted far worse retcons). Over the course of this episode, he was lied to and misled by not one, but two girls he trusted and opened up to. He is a teenage boy with a very limited perspective who feels hurt and betrayed and is lashing out because of it.
And whether we like it or not, Unique did lie to him. Even if we understand her reasons, we do her no favors by removing her from accountability. She deceived him. This is a fact. She is also in the wrong. Even Unique makes mistakes.
Basically, they’re both in painful and difficult positions and I want them to apologize and make up and be lovely towards each other because they’re both so beautiful and fucked-up and far more fragile than they appear.
No, but you don’t understand.
Ryder was one of the last threads holding my interest in the show together. He was just so lively and fun, and they ruined him. I don’t know how they possibly could have done worse by him unless they had made him punch Unique in the face.
I don’t think Ryan Murphy understands Offscreen Inertia. Literally the last thing we saw from Ryder was him recoiling in disgust from Unique. For the next three months, that is the image we are left with. For the next three months, that’s who he is. They could not have picked a less sympathetic, less likable image to leave us with.
They’ll probably try to fix it next season, but the damage is already done. And it just makes me sad, because he seemed so promising.
So, let’s go over what Glee accomplished here.
I think this might be it guys. I think I might finally be done. In the end, it is not outrage, but apathy that kills me.