'So, so, so weird'
I had the same reaction
watching the opening ceremonies of the London Olympics. A number of times, I found myself muttering to myself and friends, "It's so over the top. ... It's so long. ... It's something you'd expect to see at an American Games, not London. ... It's an out-of-control wedding. ... It's cornier than the worst Superbowl halftime shows. ... Has Paul McCartney played yet?" Etc., etc.
But it was also weirdly entertaining. It veered from Druids to a Socialist Realism ode to industrial workers to flying Mary Poppins to James Bond escorting the Queen from Buckingham Palace and ... So, so, so weird.
Fyi: I'm no fan of the Olympics, so maybe that's coloring my view of last night's opening ceremonies. The American TV networks wrecked the Olympics for me a long time ago, turning them from sporting events into individual Personal Drama snippets. ... She overcame low self-esteem caused by bad teeth in desperate need of orthodontic care.
... He was poised to become an Olympian. But first he had to confront his past: two pot-smoking high-school friends who loved Def Leppard and constantly tempted him away from discipline and his destiny.
... Oh well.