
AMERICAN IDOL (2011) “Final Cuts Part One” Season 10 Episode 9 – I titled this post “Final Cuts Part One” for lack of anything better to call it. I can’t call it “Final Cuts Part Two-Thirds,” since that’s obviously the title of tomorrow’s show. I can’t come out and call it “FOX Television giggles like naughty schoolchildren as they rake in the corporate sponsorship dough by painfully and needlessly drawing out the American Idol Top 24 selection process.” Nor can I call it “I’ll Never Watch This Freaking Show Ever Again.” Because it’s sort of my job to watch it.
Sure, go ahead, say it: “At least you get paid, right?” My retort is “At least you can change the channel.”
(Might I suggest to our gentle readers some quality fare, something perhaps like the hilarious Modern Family, which also airs on Wednesday evenings at 8:00 PM on ABC.)
This episode was literally the worst, most painful American Idol episode I’ve ever watched. I can only pray that God, or Allah, or YHWH, Cthulhu, Zeus, Thor, Clovis, Kali, or even the Flying Spaghetti Monster will intercede and strike from the heavens above, somehow affecting the sickeningly high ratings this eye-gouging travesty of a production always garners and forcing at least some sort of change that’s beneficial to We The Viewers. My greatest hope would be for Simon Cowell’s X-Factor to completely blow Idol out of the water, but that would be a Pyrrhic victory at best, as X-Factor is also going to be on FOX.
I have few words to describe today’s two-hour root canal that aren’t on George Carlin’s (R.I.P.) Seven Dirty Words list. You know it’s bad when even Crazy Ashley seems relieved to be off the show. She got her free ticket to Vegas, married her confused-looking boyfriend in the same “chapel” Britney Spears married K-Fed in (hey, everyone needs a dream), and bolted happily off into the sunset, seemingly more lucid than we’ve ever seen her.
And sure, I already bitched about FOX extending the show an extra week last week. But this was the episode in which they really nuked the fridge. For starters, why the two opening sequences at the beginning of each hour? It was like they changed their minds about airing both hours back-to-back at the very last minute and forgot to remove the opening credit sequence when hour #2 began. And what was with the mini-vacation to Vegas anyway? I mean besides the money Cirque du Soleil paid for FOX to advertise its Beatles tribute show. We needed that just to whittle off a small handful of hopefuls? And finally, most glaringly, who the hell made the executive decision to end a two-hour episode after only putting a whopping FIVE contestants into the Top 24?
This was the most painful episode ever, but tomorrow’s could very well be worse. An entire hour of contestants squirming in that chair while the judges attempt to drag out the suspense of Are They/Aren’t They? I’m sick to my stomach already.
Tards, man. And we support it with our viewership, with our ratings. It’s like enabling an alcoholic by shaking your stern finger at his habit and then drawing him a tall, cool pint.
(I could use a tall, cool pint right about now.)
Props to the producers for giving us a good five minutes of J-Lo breaking down into huge, sobbing, burbling tears after being forced at gunpoint to cut some of these hopefuls. Randy and Steven looked so concerned, so compassionate, caring for the poor woman in her moment of need.
Wait, she wasn’t being kicked off the show? It was someone else that had to go back to their hometown, forced to “try, try again,” not her? She was just the bearer of bad news?
Come on. She acted like she’d just accidentally ordered their entire family’s execution. Think these Idol contestants have problems? At least they don’t live in freaking Benghazi, Libya.
Here’s my short list of some of the quality names that went home today: Chris Medina (too good?), Caleb Howley (too rocker-y?), Sophia Shorai (too little screen time?), Carson Higgins (too spazzy?), Molly DeWolf Swensen (too presidential?), Melinda Ademi (too refugee-ish?) … and possibly the most glaring, Lakeisha Lewis, who was quite possibly the victim of of old TV adage, “You’re not exactly what we’re looking for.” Emphasis on looking.
Horrible episode, all around. It’s apropos that J-Lo ended the episode in tears. What were the words she sobbed? Oh, right:
“I don’t want to draw this out.”
Amen, sister.
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In the meantime, here are some photos of this latest episode of American Idol:











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