Dr. Horrible Isn't

If you are a Joss Whedon fan via the Firefly TV series that you watched nonstop from beginning to end on DVD, or if you lusted after Firefly's Nathan Fillion and must now watch him in everything he does (e.g., Waitress) even though he has that flat face thing going on, or if you performed with Felicia Day in improvisational theatre and now see her on all those USPS commercials and caught her on that wierd and awful Little House on the Prairie Gone to Hell movie and you've been waiting for her to appear in something cool, and you like Neil Patrick Harris okay, but you could take him or leave him, then you simply MUST catch Joss Whedon's latest three-act venture called Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog.

You may have a heard about it somewhere, but didn't quite catch the name right and spent all day Googling Mr. Horrible instead of Dr. Horrible, losing your opportunity forever, giving up and completely forgetting about it until you stumble across its mention on Word Happy and then you thank your lucky stars. Thank you, stars! Because now you can bask in your obsession that is Nathon Fillion. You can drown in your jealousy of Felicia Day. You can think about how that could have been you in Captain Hammer's arms, crushing your lips against his flat face. That could have been you singing in this hysterically quirky and creatively absurd semi-musical.

You can watch all three episodes on hulu.com, or you can go to the Dr. Horrible website. You can even download it from iTunes if you want to be a sucker and pay for it.

And then you can tell me how it was, because I'm not really all that interested in seeing it.