By almost every measure, “Glee” was the series of the year. Emmy Awards. Grammy nominations. Sold-out concerts. More magazine covers than you could shake a half-naked Lea Michele at. The musical comedy dominated seemingly every arena but one: consistency.
A ghost, a vampire and a werewolf walk into a bar.
After months of some pretty lackluster comedies and dramas, it’s finally here: Spring, when a young TV geek’s fancy turns to pilot season.
Over the years, it’s been pretty easy to marginalize the fantasy genre. After all, aside from the occasional Hollywood blockbuster, the closest the sword-and-sorcery set usually gets to the mainstream is the songs of Ronnie James Dio and the murals on the sides of custom vans.
