Somebody Thinks They Can Dance

Much to my embarrassment, chagrin and ever-increasing shame (which runs inversely to my wife’s cackling glee) I seem to enjoy the dancing. To be specific, So You Think You Can Dance, which airs its finale tonight (August 7, 8/7c).

While I could give a rat’s ass about dancing as a subject in any other form or function, there is an undeniable attraction to this competition. It lacks the tackiness of other reality shows, and has none of the spite, competition or burning resentment that sours other competitions.

Now that the show is in the final episodes and gotten past the American Idol-style embarrassing audition phase, exploiting the poor underclass of American idiots who want to be on television, the actual talent and devotion to the craft emerges. Whether you “like” dance or not, one cannot deny the sheer talent these kids have, dancing their freakin’ pants off, and having a ball. The more you watch, the more compelling it becomes. Also, for the first time, we have two breakers in the finale; in of itself quite the victory.

After thousands of contestants were vetted down to a mere twenty, it all comes down to the last four: Courtney G., Katee, Joshua and Twitch. Last night was the voting show, tonight is the result show, and one of them walks away very happy.


So who will win? In terms of pure dancing talent, Katee could probably mop the floor with her competition, but the smart money is on Twitch in my book. This is nothing but a popularity contest, after all… and the dude be stylin’.

Of course, if Joshua wins, my wife has promised to hurl her bra at the television and scream uncontrollably… so, either way, I win there.

I pretty much loathe reality television, but I admit: I like the dancing. We’ll be back tonight with the results.