Humph.

I’m miffed at the producers of So You Think You Can Dance. Mighty miffed. First, they changed the set, and suddenly what felt like an intimate performance now feels like the telecast for the academy awards. And they also changed the judging. And it just doesn’t feel like my familiar fave show anymore. Sadness. Read the rest of this entry »

First of all – my absolute fave choreographer-turned-judge made an appearance on the audition panel for Episode 2 (Miami/Memphis): can we say “I love Lil’ C?” Honestly, who else could get away with wearing a dress shirt and tie underneath a hoodie? NOBODY, that’s who.

So, who do I think you should keep an eye on this time? Well, definitely contemporary dancing sisters Megan and Caitlyn Kinney – Megan auditioned in Miami and won a ticket straight to Vegas, and her sister Caitlyn hoped to join her following her audition in Memphis. Read the rest of this entry »

Well, it’s here again folks, my favourite time of TV.

Yes, that’s right: the show that will make you feel like you can actually dance (and, not incidentally fills adult classes at dance studios across North America) is back. Season Five of So You Think You Can Dance has begun (yay!) and although I have the PVR set to capture the entire season in glorious HD, there is still something magical about watching it in real broadcast, commercials and all. For that reason, I rushed like mad last night to get my gals to bed in time to join Cat, Nigel, Mary, Tabitha & Napoleon and Sonya as they sat in judgement while some very-, somewhat- and completely un-talented dancers auditioned for their ticket to Vegas in the first big step in this most fabulous of reality shows.

Today I’m double-posting: almost the exact same content here and over on my other blog Losing It! on urbanmoms.ca. I won’t normally be posting about SYTYCD on my urbanmoms blog – I’ll stick to my usual eclecta there, and I’ll focus on SYTYCD opinion here on thisiskat (and heck, I’ll probably throw in some Canada’s Next Top Model dish, too seeing as it starts on Tuesday). Read the rest of this entry »

We love Phil!

The Amazing Race is, hands-down, my favourite reality show ever. And yes, part of it is due to Phil Keoghan (love him), but that’s not all. The premise is clever: use your wits to follow clues and travel around the world faster than the other teams. I like contests that rely more on wits than looks or physical strength. Not to say that looks and physical strength don’t factor in TAR, they do; but you simply can’t rely on them entirely (as you can in Survivor, for instance).

So I’ve always enjoyed the show, but I’ve never enjoyed the contestants as much as I have this season. Usually by this point in the game, there are some teams that I just hate. Some teams are underhanded, using the excuse “it’s part of the game” or “we’re playing for a million dollars” to justify things like stealing taxis or telling travel agents to lie to their opponents. Other teams are just embarrassingly painful to watch. These fall into three general categories: Read the rest of this entry »

I guess reality TV jumped the shark the second it began, really, didn’t it? It has always appealed to our basest instincts – watching people snark about each other, witnessing fights, artificially engineering unbelievable situations and calling them reality? I mean, who watches this stuff? Oh. Me. Yeah, I do, don’t I?

But anyway. I still love it. Or, rather, most of it. You see, I see myself as a bit of a reality TV snob. I like good reality TV: Survivor. Amazing Race. So You Think You Can Dance. Idol. Biggest Loser. ANTM. There are lots of them, these higher-quality reality shows.

And then: there’s Paris Hilton’s British Best Friend.

Paris Hilton's BBF

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