Whoopi Goldberg suddenly shows up, and in a silent moment, reminds us of what true presence is. I hope at some point she's going to get to speak. Whoopi (or Carmen, but let's be honest, Whoopi) has invited Rachel to be one of the ten performers at the prestigious Winter Concert (okay, not entirely sure at this point what Kurt called it, but apparently it's an honor worthy of winning a Tony or an Emmy or a Golden Globe or an Oscar-we could ask Whoopi if it's up to those honors, since she has all of them).
Sue has taken over the Glee club, which leads to an extraordinarily petty showdown in Figgins office (you'd be hard-pressed to find a character I find less believable than Figgins on this show-the man should have been fired about twenty times by now for the shenanigans he allows his staff to get away with, so we shall move on), but we do get treated to what Sue thinks will be the futures of the New Directions: Tina is a drug mule, Artie sells his legs to science, Blaine is now a male prostitute, and Brittany is a finance major at Brandeis, since Glee club was holding her back.
Brittany and Sam are too adorbs, and if Sam can't end up with Blaine, I think Brittany is an appropriate filler. And I love the idea that two 18-year-olds know a classic love song by Frank and Nancy Sinatra. And Sam, you should stop being so self-conscious about your lips. Aside from the abs, they are your best feature.
Kate Hudson has officially entered cartoon territory, but that doesn't mean that I can't appreciate a Chicago shout-out. And all due respect, but Catherine Zeta-Jones and Chita Rivera have left such impossible shoes to fill here, that not even the great Lea Michele can compete. And I will say that though Rachel is right, dancing is the weakest part of her triple threat, she basically gave up at the end of that song, which is something Rachel Berry never does, and though it fits the plot, the girl who thought she could outsing Kristin Chenoweth in Season 1 should know she can blast the roof off of Kate Hudson.
Blaine in a Cheerios uniform!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also, Ryder and Jake's pipes (and I don't mean their singing voices, I mean the mammoth gun show, and of course they joined the same club).
What is the accent Sam just attempted? I don't think that them missing the rehearsal is going to happen, but yeah for Samany!
Rachel's overconfidence is making me nervous. Please don't let that girl choke, Glee writers! I need her to succeed after the breakup of the New Directions.
Rachel taking on Streisand again? I'll take it (maybe she's trying to channel Leslie Uggams instead?) Either way, that girl killed, absolute brilliance, and she even gets an encore!!!
39 minutes in, and Marley's eating disorder still has not been addressed-maybe the writers are as bored with her as I am? Tina's Lloyd Bentsen-style rant earlier in the episode seems a bit on the nose.
Anyway, back to Rachel's stirring performance of "O Holy Night," and then in an only-on-Glee moment, Whoopi decides to let Kurt perform at the competition, because I'm telling you, if Scott Rudin is in the audience, they wouldn't be bringing out the amateurs.
And Kurt comes out, and though he's not as good as Rachel, he still can bring the Sondheim like few others, and totally kills with "Being Alive." You have to also love the beautiful look on Whoopi's face at the end of the song-so clearly impressed, and glad she gave Kurt a second chance. Man, that woman is a great actress.
The Rachel and Finn conversation seemed to be as much between the two of them as they were between the writers and the audience, the writers telling the audience that even without a Regionals or Nationals to compete for, there will still be a lot to look forward to in the upcoming weeks.
And the gang gets together for the final number, suddenly taking on Crowded House, and in true Glee fashion, the Glee club was reunited, and Kurt is offically in NYADA. Ahh, happy endings!
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