I’m not even going to sugarcoat this. I only watched the entire first season of Netflix’s Glow for two reasons. And those reasons lie squarely on Betty Gilpin’s chest. Call me a cad. A disgusting male, man-person with nasty male thoughts who revels in his cis-gendered gender-ness. Whatever. They were there…and they were wonderful. I do not know if they are enough to hold me through another season. I think the story was told, and like said with Stranger Things I just think they’re asking for problems by not leaving the stage after the crowd applauds.
The premise was mildly interesting and was executed well enough but what are we going to see in the second season that won’t seem like a retread of the first? But who the hell am I…just some shmuck who runs a website. All that said…here’s the announcement:
“You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, Know when to walk away and know when to run.“
Yeah…I only see it going downhill from here on out.
Season 2 of Glow returns June 29th.
