With dubious scruples, and much Broadway-style caterwauling, the film imagines what The Wizard of Oz would look like with a should-have-gone-straight-to-video chimney on her.
The film is a predictably insufferable, self-congratulatory cash cow designed to be ingested and then happily discharged without a second thought.
These days, it’s impossible to tell what Glee the television show most wants to be.
Glee proves that a few good song-and-dance numbers can make up for a few unsightly bits of maudlin fluff.