Glee was one of those shows meant to be taken with a grain of salt (or an entire saltshaker, really); its lowest points were when it tried to take itself too seriously.
Sometimes it was hilarious, others it was just awkward. Some of the renditions were brilliant, others were completely cringe-worthy. Some of the guest appearances were pure genius, others felt incredibly forced.
I guess consistency was never really one of Ryan Murphy’s best traits, but I’ll forever be grateful to Glee for making Don’t Stop Believing popular again.