So You Think You Can Dance recap: One surprise

Tag : Dust Ruffle

Well, that was certainly unexpected. I don't mean the results,exactly. I know I should be shocked that Chelsea was sent home, andgrateful that Chris was finally sent packing, during last night's So You Think You Can Dance results show. What's unexpected, dear readers, is that I'm not. Ican't muster the outrage or the relief. The more I mull over thejudges' decisions — and mull is all any of us can do, sinceNigel, apparently pressed for time, neglected to give any rationalefor cutting Chelsea and Chris — the more the cold calculus ofthose decisions seems pretty plain, and the best I can do is shrugand mutter, ''Yeah, I guess that makes sense,'' at the TV.
Before I get too ahead of myself, though, I should also point outthere were several things about the results show that were all withthe (relatively) surprising. The inverted dust ruffle along Cat'sneckline was a bit much, sure, but the outfit wasn't that kooky atall, really, and I can't even remember what Mary Murphy waswearing. Nigel, meanwhile, somehow pulled off a leather jacket. Theguest dance performers didn't suck. The guest musical performeractually sang. And all six solos were at the least solid showcasesfor their respective dancers' core talents. Given the track recordof the last two results shows, these are promising developments,indeed. (Even Cat's and Mary's sartorial restraint just makes thedays they do break out the feathers, Bedazzler, and Hot Topic giftcards all that much more special.)
Of course, some things, thankfully, have remained reliablyconsistent. About halfway through the opening group dance number, Ityped, ''I'm guessing this is Mia,'' into my laptop, since only Ms.Michaels could've conjured up this black-and-white fever dream of Alice in Wonderland aristocratic angst and rejection. (Wade Robson probably could'vedone it too, but he would've added ''homages'' to Moonwalker , ''Black or White,'' and, inexplicably, ''Remember the Time''— oooo , I went there.) Again, Comfort enjoyed a sizable spotlight that very wellcould have kept her safe another week, and while Mark continued hisseason-long audition for the next Tim Burton movie (and I mean thatas a compliment), I know that what will haunt my dreams once I'mdone writing up this TV Watch will be the quick, non sequitur shotof Gev, in a crouch, tripping like a court jester who's just shotpure meth into his eyeball. ( Shudder. )
Cat, thankfully, gave us little time to dwell on that batch ofbizarre, quickly lining up Thayne and Chelsea, Katee and Joshua,and Mark and Chelsie to get their results. (It would appear theproducers are big fans of that old Sesame Street standby ''One of These Things Is Not Like the Others.'') AfterThayne and Chelsea headed off to prep their solos, I realized Ineglected yesterday to mention the fierceness of Katee's new hair,and Chelsie did little to quell the rampant fan speculation thatshe views Mark at best like a tragically unhip big brother and atworst like a tragically disfigured runt cousin. Me, I just want toknow why the two Mark and/or Cheslie supporters in the audience sawfit to don Grecian laurels.