Yeah, as embarrassed as I may be... I have to admit that I've been watching this one. But if you've been around here long enough, you probably would have guessed that already... but it's not that it's just a battle between a man and a woman... it's about finding the right person... the promise of tomorrow...
Oh, wait... I think I might be causing some confusion... it's not Barack vs. Clinton... and while I did watch too much Super Duper Tuesday coverage last night, what I'm talking about is...
Dance War: Bruno vs. Carrie Ann!
Why I'm still watching, I can't really tell you.
Being a quite genuine fan of Dancing With The Stars, you couldn't blame me for giving this show a try as two of judges from that show try to finding that combination of a dancing and singing superstar... in other words, the reality show wannabe love-child of American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance?
The result... pretty much a mess. My guess is that the people who are very good singers or very good dancers and... this one is an important one... want to subject themselves to a reality TV show... are headed over to the Fox network's ratings behemoths, rather than what amounts to "filler" as we wait for Bruno and Carrie Ann to get back to their real reality TV jobs.
Now, I am not saying that these kids are not talented... and even though the 12 finalists were whittled down from thousands, for the most part their singing/dancing skills should be able to land them a job on a cruise ship or a musical... though not Broadway, more like a non-lead role in a touring production (maybe). Ouchie!
The show is partially to blame. By placing them in and competing as groups, the participants have been zapped of their individuality. No choice/participation in the songs or choreography (that are often uninspired)... so we're not seeing what got them to the finals in the first place... their style of singing and freestyle dancing.
Even stranger, the winning team gets a recording contract and rumors of a tour with a "major recording artist"... but I fail to see how a group of 4-6 people (starting with 6 members each, Team Bruno has suffered the first two losses of the season) is going to find success as what amounts to a song and dance troupe.
But it has its eye candy (pictured above, Lacey is flanked by Wholesome/Mormon boy Zack and "Doncha wish your boyfriend was hot like me (and knows it)... Doncha!" Phillip)... and our household is always smitten with host Drew Lachey.
On a total sidenote, while searching for the above picture, I stumbled upon "news" that Zack (the guy in the red tank-top above) was the man formerly engaged to DWTS's Julianne Hough. The two were set to be married in August 2007, but broke things off shortly after Hough's first season on DWTS, starting rumors that she was romantically linked to, then dancing partner, Apolo Anton Ohno. So that helps to explains, Julianne being in the audience this past week... but also calls into question how much of "discovery" Zack was during the audition process (pure speculation!).
My absolute favorite moment of the show occurs immediately following the awesomely cheesy song/dance opening group number... the arrival of Bruno and Carrie Ann!
The lights go down, the stage dramatically backlit, the runway model thumping music starts... as the shadowy profiles of Bruno and Carrie Ann emerge...
They hit their spot, turn-away from each other... big spotlight... and POSE!!
Classic!!
Hmmm... maybe Barack and Hillary should give it a try before their next debate!
LMAO!!! That was good, harsh, but really good. I won't watch this show. I'm trying to watch my cholesteral levels and the cheese level on this show looks WAY HIGH.
I do, however, want to know why I keep hearing this Bruno guy referred to as euro-trash. You'll have to keep watching just so you can tell me why! Keep us posted!
Posted by: Scot | Wednesday, February 06, 2008 at 09:17 PM