Okay, okay...
...I got your emails.
Clearly, we're never going to stop blogging all things Idolicious. It's just that six episodes into this new season, I am wildly...underwhelmed.
Where is the Frenchie? Where's the Clay? Where's the Kelly of it all?
Thus far, I've got no one to root for. No one whose ousting would outrage me. And you know who is to blame?
The producers.
They have spent MORE time trying to give us people to laugh at than give us people to root for. Plus, they've spent more time forcing us to watch the antics between Paula, Simon and Randy.
Ack. Blech.
Paula seems, in fact, over the whole AI thing. Simon's on her last nerve. Randy seems bored. And Simon is too busy rolling around his cash to even pay much attention. GET OVER YOURSELVES! We made you rich so ENTERTAIN US! Dance, english boy, DANCE!
What I'm hoping is that next week, things will get down to the nitty gritty. Personalities of the contestants will start to emerge. And there will be someone in the bunch with a voice. A real voice. A Ruben-throw-my-panties-at-the-TV-Fantasia-so-fab-I'm-jealous voice.
Cross your fingers and toes...
