Reality Clack – Big Brother 11, So You Think You Can Dance
No, it’s not Mia Michaels from So You Think You Can Dance in this image. It’s actually Lydia, from Big Brother 11, looking very much like Mia. I don’t think Lydia can dance, though. And, I can’t say for sure, but I don’t think Mia has a ton of tattoos.
They do have one thing in common: I’m not really all that enamored with either of them. Perhaps Mia Michaels has fantastic talent, and a vision far beyond my own, when it comes to dance. However, I just think how mean she was to Brandon in the beginning of this season. She has corrected herself since, but she initially seemed intent on crushing a young guy’s dreams. That’s so not cool.
Why Nigel Lythgoe is a giant, flaming bag of douche
American Idol pretty firmly has set the judges’ formula for every performance reality show ever. Sure, the Randy Jackson role of a wise-yet-incomprehensible black dude is sometimes rotated and a bit of a wild card, but you’ve got two roles that remain steady. First, you have the potentially psychotic yes-woman Paula Abdul type with her weird way of talking, fame from a bygone era, and rampant pills/plastic surgery/botox. And then, of course, there is the Simon Cowell — the British guy who is a giant douchebag.
Since So You Think You Can Dance is made by the same people as American Idol, they naturally follow the sacred formula, only, as if to make up for a lack of a Randy Jackson replacement, they have made their Paula Abdul, Mary Murphy, extra crazy and botoxed, and they’ve made their Simon, Nigel Lythgoe, way, way more douchey.
Welcome to the SYTYCD boy’s club
Is it just me or have the girls in this season of So You Think You Can Dance, much like their counterparts in American Idol, totally fallen flat this season? I mean, partially talent-wise, I’m just not feeling the girls, but especially personality-wise. Especially since Asuka left, the girls have felt completely flat to me. I have a few who I like above the others (Jeanine, Janette, Randi), but, really, they’re all kind of a blob of “eh”-ness to me.
The boys, on the other hand, at least inspire emotion. I actually care when it comes to elimination time who’s going home. Which, correct me if I’m wrong, is sort of the point.
So You Think You Can Dance – secrets, Shane Sparks, and nine times the fun.
Nothing says summer to me quite as much as my siblings, my best friend, and me gathering around the television in our living room to watch So You Think You Can Dance. Of course, when I say “watch” I mean “yell loudly at the television, coupled with intermittent screaming,” but this is how we watch things in my house.
This week on So You Think You Can Dance, there was a special amount of screaming. The return of Shane Sparks! Mary looks halfway decent and not too spangly! (And her hair actually looked kind of cute? What strange new world are we living in!?) We disagreed with almost everything the judges said (And spent a lot of time making fun of Lil’ C’s extremely creative and ridiculous use of the English language. Why was he talking about labor? Who knows? Can we please not know?).
Isn’t summer great?
See Jane Clack – So You Think You Can Dance vs. American Idol
We — as in, my household of two adults and two kids — love watching American Idol during the winter months. It comes on in January, just about the time we’re going stir-crazy here in the North Woods, and carries us into the spring months. I know Idol has gotten a bad rap lately, but it keeps us from killing each other during those long, cold, cabin-fever nights.
And just about the time Idol ends, we have another talent show to keep us interested into the summer: So You Think You Can Dance. I wouldn’t say it’s the life-and-death situation of American Idol, but it’s definitely a fun diversion from the hectic rush of our lives. And it’s hard not to compare the two shows, which is what I’m going to do right now.
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