Here’s Neil Patrick Harris as Dr. Horrible in a skit from last night’s Emmy Awards. (In case this is your first time on the Internet, Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog was a web series written by Joss Whedon starring NPH as a wannabe supervillain.) I suppose the skit’s good, but it feels a little disingenuous. Dr. Horrible, after all, only exists because of the writers’ strike. It was born on the Web because of TV’s failure. So to use the character to poke fun of the Internet and pander to a TV audience is kind of a dick move.
Anyway, I’m probably overthinking this. I don’t actually care. It’s not like I have some kind of emotional connection to characters on the Internet. And I certainly don’t have a Second Life avatar that’s married to Christina Hendricks and owns a keyboard-playing cat, so if that’s what you’re thinking, you’re definitely wrong, because no matter how sexy that might be, it would be a huge waste of my time. I’m far too busy for that. **takes off virtual pants**



I’ve had people I trust recommend “Dr.Horrible” to me.
After seeing this… I no longer trust those people.
I prefer NPR to NPH.
If you’re married to Christina Hendricks in Second Life, I’m surprised your virtual pants were on in the first place.
Dr. Horrible is no match for Professor Chaos.
I thought Bill Walton was Dr. HORRIBLE.
Dr. Horrible is no match for Professor Chaos.
Or Dr. Colossus.