Reality TV is a blight that should be stomped on. These 'scripted so badly we have to claim they are unscripted' shows are ALL about public humiliation and it's beneath the dignity of the viewer to watch MOST of the crap that is popular. Yet, I WILL watch the final ten or so episodes of American Idol despite the goodbye scene every Wednesday. I think of it as more of a talent show than a reality show.
Like most, I rated the final dozen and predicted a Fantasia victory over George Huff in the final, although it was easy to see LaToya was the singer in the group. But now that it's all over, we have a replay of last year.
Fantasia is Reuben shoved through the Looking Glass and turned opposite in each way. And she's going to have about the same success. In other words, I'll never hear from her again except in future American Idol versions. Her toned-down Eartha Kitt riff has no appeal for me whatsoever.
Diana is Clay redux. She needs a makeover ... or just maturation. Losing a little baby fat will be a natural result of getting older. I assume trainers are already lined up to turn her into the latest hard-bodied jail-bait belter. She has all of the moves down, she just needs some serious dedication to learning to dance. Of course, a stylist is a given. A bit of vocal coaching and she's the natural follow-up to Britney and Christina (at least the once-blonde Christina). My guess is that my niece Angela will be stomping for Diana's album 18 months from now.
Diana can start with Don't Cry Out Loud, the single best song sung during this year's competition.
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