Thursday, June 12, 2008

THIS POST WILL NOT MENTION THE KNICK CITY DANCER'S ORANGE SKIN: I'm doing this weekly SYTYCD recap because your regular correspondent is still holding out for more money Pinkberry. That's why you're going to get something possibly embarrassingly unthoughtful -- I simply don't know enough about dancing to say anything useful at this point other than "that looked cool/she's purdy/he dropped her." Ergo:

That looked cool: I'm not usually a Mia Michaels (or contemporary dance) fan because I mostly like athletic-looking stuff that involves moving in unison or jumping around, and I question the idea of doing a misfit-wedding dance involving Chelsie Hightower (who may be one of the least-misfit-looking people ever to appear on reality television), and I think the costume department got it all wrong when they put Chelsie in that puffy dress that hid so much of what her legs were doing. Yet this was a really cool-looking dance, especially the fluid move where Mark rolled Chelsie down his legs and then somersaulted over her, and especially especially the part where he folded her in two, as if to put her in a bag (that part was particularly badly obscured by the puffy dress). And I liked Joshua and Katee's dance, even though she seemed particularly white doing it and he seemed to linger uncomfortably long in the post-dance hug. Ditto Will and one-dimpled Jessica's exaggerated tango, although I get the sense that she, with her Olympic swimmer's broad shoulders and watermelon thighs, could have danced the lead almost as well.

She's purdy: I don't know if they danced it well or not, but Twitch and Kherrington are so likeable -- they seem to be banking impossible reserves of goodwill. And Chelsea T -- hot damn, that was a sexy dance. Almost made me forget that she was doing it in the vicinity of a guy in an Elvis jumpsuit and a bible-sales grin.

He dropped her: I can't think of any agenda the judges would have in touting the difficulty of the Susie and forgettable-guy waltz, so it must have been difficult. Still, she's about 95 pounds and he looked like he was trying to lift a car. If you apply the Idol tiers to this show, those two are not going to win. And neither are Gev (whose hip-hop is too soft and his partnered dancing too blah), bland Jamie, or unfamiliar Rayven.

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