He seems happy to see Rachel… until she, to a soundtrack of Carole King’s “I Feel the Earth Move,” lays a huge kiss on him.
To which he replies, “Huh. Yup, I’m gay. 100 percent gay. Thank you so much for clearing that up for me, Rachel. Listen, hold my place in line for me, wouldya? I need to hit the rest room.” And he goes off.
So that’s where it all ended up; one spark-less kiss, and all those questions, all that angst that he hurt Kurt with, all that comparing it to Karofsky, all that big drama… and it’s over. As if being gay was about not being attracted to a specific individual instead of being attracted to a person of the same sex.
I think it’s insulting to bisexuals, and makes Blaine seem even more shallow and un-together than he already did. Until now, it was charming. Now, for the first time, I don’t think he’s good enough for Kurt – and I somehow don’t think that’s what the writers wanted me to think.
Rachel’s totally thrilled, though, because getting dumped by a gay guy is solid gold when it comes to having lived. She races off to begin composing, leaving Kurt standing there with a look on his fact that conveyed equal parts bewilderment and, adorably, dawning understanding.
At one point Mercedes called Rachel’s party a “trainwreck,” and that’s kind of how I feel about this episode. I’m writing this immediately after watching it. You’ve all had a chance to sleep on it. What do you think?
Here’s some of our favorite tweets from you guys last night via #gaysharks…