OK-Last year I became enamored of reality dance shows. I think Dancing With the Stars is a television classic. Tom Bergeron is brilliant, and the very concept of watching lower-tier celebrities try to dance is priceless (why did they kick out the Gute, though?) Last year, I enjoyed So You Think You Can Dance. It has a catchy and infectious theme song, showcases actually talented performers, and is hosted by Cat Deeley, a Brit. I found myself rooting for one of the performers, and enjoyed it a lot, despite the fact that I know little about dance, and it was never my strong suit (more of a mover----sort of).
But this year, I find the whole thing--annoying. First, the judges. Mary Murphy makes me insane from her braying cackle to her "hot tamale train." How could anyone spend 30 seconds in a room with her? Now, some of the guest judges are alright, but Mia Michaels last night went on a 2 minute tangent, got booed by the crowd and recanted. The reason--the song had something to do with being inspirational to the choreographers' handicapped kid. Now, I think that's a nice story, but even to my untrained eye, the dancing sucked. So, a critique is just fine--its not being mean to the kid. Not being a "kid person" I just don't get why anytime a child is involved in something, even tangentially, the crowd must roar with approval. Ah well.
Now that my tangent is over, let me get back on track. I just don't get the show this year. Nobody I care about, most of them seem generally competent, and I really want to like Crumping, since it is a hip and cool thing to do, but I don't see how it is a combination of clowning and hip-hop. I need to take some crump lessons (I will invite you all to attend).
I do, however, enjoy, if not admire, Legally Blonde-The Search for the next Elle Woods. Admittedly, the search would be better be conducted at an EPA on West 44th, but, the performers are at least regional dinner theatre quality (although methinks they see themselves at a higher plane), and they get to work with the ah-mahzing Seth Rudetsky and others. So far, it seems pretty obvious who is going to win, but I cannot remember her name for anything. They did not appear to enjoy doing chorus numbers--I guess they are just "stars" who don't need to pay the dues. Can't wait to see what wacky stunt they will have to do next.
Finally, I am sad to see Top Chef 4 end. I was glad to see the first female top chef (or the Season 4 winner, as she prefers to be known) win. Lisa was just a depressing human being, and Richard blew it, perhaps he got a look at his hair in the mirror, or remembered that Bobby Flay whipped him on Iron Chef America a couple years ago (true fact). There is just something reassuring about seeing Tom Collichio walk through the kitchen taunting the contestants with vague comments, and then watching the former Mrs. Rushdie eat copious amounts of food while staying incredibly thing (contra to Gail Simmons).
Who is the Mole? Oh wait, this is the worst show on television, perhaps in history of television, so I don't care. But, I will post tomorrow on The Bachelorette, and later today, perhaps some more serious thinking on the Supreme Court Boudiemme decision (or on Days of Our Lives, I haven't decided which will have more far-reaching impact on our nation yet).
Cheers!
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First, you need to submit this stuff to Zap2it or another site like that to get hired. I love your recaps. Second, I have to disagree on Twitchington's dance. Though I agree that Mia did back down to the "kid coalition," I thought the dance was beautiful.
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