I really don’t know why I am still watching this predictable cheese other than habit and to witness the same old scripting, pimping and contrived outcomes, to satisfy my “wreck on the side of the highway” curiosity.
This week was no different. I must say that the male testosterone is sorely lacking in this bunch. From Wham! to the Male Stripper to Little Davie Chimichanga and the Covergirl, Danny, I’m at a loss to name a real man’s man. (I refuse to acknowledge Michael Johns as he’s NOT American and he’s a plant.) Did Season 5 just suck out all of the testosterone in L.A.?
One bright spot….Finally, a good song choice on American Idol. Jason Castro, a/k/a Dread Baby picks the great Leonard Cohen’s Hallejuah. And, oddly, I liked David Cook’s Hello with the guitar accompaniment.
I’m not sure that I can endure the girls.