I couldnt agree more. ive never seen rent but ive seen people with rent tshirts and they suck....ive never spoke to them but i dont need to. its a no brainer. good job block.

Yeah, Rent sounds almost as scintillating as an evening at home, watching Witless Protection. Momma actually thought I would WANT to watch that shite when was home on R & R. Ugh..

Okay, so I liked 'Rent' and I've met plenty of people who didn't. That's fine, people are entitled to their opinion. But it's beyond fucked up to write people off--hell, to downright hate them--simply because of their choice of musicals. I think it's fucking ridiculous and I never imagined you as the type of person to be so incredibly narrow-minded. Jesus, man, this goes beyond narrow-minded; this is, like, some next-level fascism shit. You could start a fucking movement with that kind of zeal.

On a similar note, how the fuck is it that people can bash 'Rent' while 'Grease,' which is equally if not more corny and cliche than the former, is supposedly some fucking godsend to the stage? Yeah, it was good, but it's no fucking 'Les Miserables.' Good christ, people make no goddamn sense.

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I consider myself a very open-minded person. When Chicago won a grip of Oscars 5,6 years ago, and a friend who runs a hiphop site told me he and his wife enjoyed it, I figured I'd give it a shot. It was difficult to sit through. I find all musicals very difficult to watch. That's just me. Except for Breakin' and Breakin' 2:Electric Boogaloo. Yeah, they actually get categorized as musicals, strangely enough.
My wife is into Rent. Our babysitter is obsessed with it. One day they sat in our living room discussing it for a while. I don't get it.

total freaking douchebags.

this one dude, joshua something or another, played an acoustic set at my college years back when i was 19. i was trying to get him to agree to do a writing workshop with the lit mag i ran, since i was young and somehow thought he had some level of talent or authority on writing (mind you, i'd never read his stuff, but oh he was in rent). well, i offered to smoke him up, which he jumped at. then he hit on me. (mind you, i was 19, and he was over 30). then security for my university came due to the smell of our smoke, and i was written up/he was escorted off campus. later down the line i asked him to claim it was his, since the university would never contact the authorities regarding these matters and he was banned from campus anyway. i knew because i worked in the department that handled these matters, and knew all of their procedures. it would have amounted to a little paper being put into a file being filed in a drawer in the basement of a building, and never to be seen again until we took it out 7 years later and shredded it. so....i ask him to do that for me since i was a kid and my parents would be contacted if the university concluded it was mine. my parents, for the record, are the type to pull college funding for such transgressions. so...instead of just telling me no, which i would have honored, he says he'd think about it and get back to me. then he doesn't, and instead he calls the university and tells them i asked him to lie for me. douchebag. so freaking unnecessary. luckily i happened upon the internal memo before my "hearing" with the dean, so i was able to have a leg-up and not get screwed for lying. i ended up coming clean, but boy did i make it clear that mr. 30+ rent douchebag was running around campus trying to get into little girls' panties, smoking whatever was provided, and generally being a fuckface. god i wish i could remember his last name....joshua who was in rent around 2002. my parents nearly disowned me.

i too have never seen the play or movie, and have no desire to do so. the entire concept of it turns my stomach. and all i've crossed who like, support, or contribute to it possess a special quality of ugliness and complete douchebaggery that cannot be denied. but what can be expected from those who in any way associate themselves with rent...

i've wondered if i should ever watch 'rent'. now i know it's a bad idea. and besides, doesn't everyone get AIDS and die or something? maybe 'rent' should get AIDS and die. do us (and you) a favor.

you really should write a book, man.

we have all known for the longest that rent sucks worse than a teething baby. hate on something less obvious. i know you have it in you blockhead.

As the survivor of a horrendous 7 year nightmare romantically attached to a musical junkie, I have been tortured into watching "Moulin Rouge," "The Fiddler On the Roof," & of course "Rent." I had to put my foot down, & stomp on that blazing piece of shit, refusing adamantly to watch the movie. I was considering my options: what could I do to put myself in a hospital, or cataleptic coma, long enough for the U.S. Government to finally get to the root of what is corrupting our youth, & at the same time dumbing down the populace? Were my house at the time tall enough to acquire a serious injury (cranial concussion, spinal displacement, even a broken toe) I would have launched myself head first from the apex of my tenement. Dear lord, I hate her for making me sit thru this garbage, and if there weren't a statute of limitations, I would have sued her for molesting my fragile grip on sanity, and the hours of my life I lost witnessing this display of grueling idiocy. Thanks for being right, Block. Peace.

we have all known forever that rent sucks worse than a teething baby. find something less obvious to hate on. i know you have it in you blockhead.

Seriously, even gay people have no excuse to like it. 'RENT' is so completely bad it should have its own category.

Rent is really bad and I hang out with many gay dudes. Alot of them hate it as well. It's meant for fat desperate fruit flies.

You would take the medal for that debate. I totally agree.Never saw it, my aunt gave it to me like 5 years ago and it sits lost somewhere on the shelf, still wrapped in its plastic. Way to be brave, I dont think I could handle it.

flaming dog shit,eh

Yes, i myself have agreed with you on that for years, you couldn't pay me to sit through the crap.

pieces of later,
memorie