Fox executives are laughing all the way to the bank as their cash cow comes in with big numbers once again as the season premier of American Idol did boffo business last night.
It's funny, but I can't watch the show anymore. It used to be focused on people with real and actual talent. Maybe for a split second during the first season when the whole concept was fresh, or in the second season when you had some serious talent present.
Now, the first bunch of episodes are all about exposing folks who have absolutely no talent whatsoever making fools of themselves. On purpose and on national television. If I want to see someone make a fool of themselves, I'll take my singing out of the shower and into my office cube.
Simon, Paula, and Randy 'The Big Dawg' Jackson haven't changed anything - they're still slamming each other when they can't slam the contestants. It's boring and formulaic at this point. We've heard all of Simon's slams before, and know that Randy can't come up with a comment that doesn't include Dawg, and Paula's as incoherent as ever.
We know that there's going to be a mere handful of good talent that we wont hear from until halfway through the season, and when we do, we'll wonder where the heck they came from.
Yet, despite all the accolades and fame for the winners of the show, the best showing (by which I mean sales of records, cult following and name recognition) by any contestant on the show was a runner-up: Clay Aiken. Shouldn't that tell you everything you need to know about the show?
Oh, that AI should be thankful that Jack Bauer isn't around.
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