I missed the first 45 minutes of last night’s show (it’s waiting for me on the DVR), and just joined in when they were fawning over Lauren’s solo. In other words, I missed the only watchable part of the show.
I hate, hate, hated the “Let’s go to your homes to tell you whether you made it or not (unless you’re a loser who will only be notified via a phone call by Nigel, with a camera crew there to watch your dream being crushed by a brief kiss-off.” It’s cruel to the competitors, who have put in a substantial amount of effort and provided some wonderful entertainment. Do the thing is Vegas, confer for a couple of hours, and then tell them all before they go home.
And I’ve always hated the bait and switch “Ooooh, you really sucked. Ha Ha! No you didn’t! Why are you being such a crybaby?” game. Stop it, SYTYCD. It’s not entertaining to watch. It just makes me dislike the judges — and I heart Adam Shankman.
I also don’t like the format they’ve set up for the current contestants and All Stars. The concept itself is not bad, but they’ve chosen a sucky way to implement it. There were a lot of contestants with incredible talent, and it is just cheating them (and us) to limit the selection of contestants to only 5/6 per gender this season. If they were going to do it, I’d rather see a “Girls season” where they selected their top 10 new contestants to be matched with male All-Stars, followed by a “Boys Season” where new male contestants were matched with female All-Stars.
I’m not loving the format of tonight’s show, either. It’s not really giving us a very good chance to make judgments on the new dancers because it’s hard to focus on a new dancer in a group number of 4. And, with the broad shots and the lighting, I’m sometimes having a hard time identifying which dancer is which. Is the tall brunette the one from this season, or the All-Star? It’s hard to tell.
I still think there’s lots of good dancing ahead, and I’m looking forward to this season — but if there’s a take home from this, SYTYCD, don’t EVER do the false drama of making them go home and wait to be told whether they’ve made it or not again.