Swipe
The Telegraph is my favorite British rag, and they reviewed the London production of High School Musical, and it was about what you would expect. But about midway through, the reviewer… well… just read it:
This is so feel-good that it made some of us feel sick. That is the trouble with the melted cheese that gets poured quite liberally over cheap food in America: it turns the stomach of anyone accustomed to real nourishment.
Look, I have no brief for Disney, or High School Musical, or the more inane aspects of American pop culture. But anyone who disses melted cheese is walking on the fighting side of me — especially a Brit theater critic who probably has never personally experienced the glory of a South Philly cheesesteak slathered with Cheez Wiz. Come on over this side of the Atlantic, let me fix you up some nachos, and then say that. “Real nourishment,” hmph.