Come on, Smash. STOP PROVING EVERYONE RIGHT.
IVY: So...the pills are gone, and now you're just sad and unhireable? And you think that a poorly sung Kelly Clarkson hit which, let's be honest, has NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SCENE, is appropriate? Go back to the pills. At least it resulted in some Rihanna on the street.
KAREN: Or, you know. Just ask the stage manager for a pencil.
TOM'S STUPID FLIRTATION WITH THE CHORUS BOY: Wait. Didn't we see the whole cheating thing last week? And weren't you all judgmental about it? So why are you doing things to make your Republican boyfriend look like that? Not cool, Tom. Not cool.
THE STEAMROOM SONG: Although this was a good time, the only thing I wondered is what they plan to wear under the towels? This seems like an ill-advised costume choice.
DEV'S POLITICAL CAREER: Pass.
ANJELICA HUSTON, THE BARTENDER AND THE ROCK STAR: This makes no sense. Who is this guy? Why would they try to make a musical of his songs? And is that Eddie Izzard? I know it's not, but I can't look at him without thinking it is. And how is it that the best moments of tonight's episode is Anjelica speaking Spanish?
ELLIS: How many bow ties can one person own?
STRANGE MARILYN DREAM SEQUENCE: What?
EQUALLY STRANGE STREETFIGHT: Again, didn't we see this last week?
THE FINAL STRAW: So Anjelica gets the rich snobby people to go the the dive bar? And then stages a whole pyro infused spectacle with Eddie Izzard? And then makes out with the bartender? Why does none of this seem believable? And why did the final stupid montage have to ruin THE ONLY MCPHEEVER SONG IN THE WHOLE EPISODE?
Damn it, Smash.
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