This happens so rarely on reality shows I watch, I barely know how to handle it. The person who I think deserves to win usually gets booted out a couple of episodes before the finale, and I become less emotionally invested in the whole thing. But last night on So You Think You Can Dance,** a show that American Idol could seriously learn a few tricks from, Sabra Johnson, my favorite, actually won.
I am at peace.
** a show that I have an irrational obsession with, obviously
Here’s something you may not know about me: I love a dance reality show. I was one of five people who watched Debbie Allen’s Fame competition show a few years back and probably the only one out of that group who mourned when it was canceled. So You
Think You Can Dance? I’m all about it. That said, news of Randy Jackson’s new hip hop dance competition show, World Moves on NBC, barely thrilled me at all. Is it because it’s Randy Jackson we’re talking here? Because after a season of American Idol, I can’t fathom voluntarily tuning into another show where I have to look at his foundation-slathered face and hear a series of “yo, dawgs” every time he speaks? Maybe I’m being a little hard on Randy, and also lying, because I know I’ll watch it. Still, I’m not sure how he’ll be able to weave the word “pitchy” into his dance critiques.
[AllHipHop]
