– Early favorites: TK the classical-music-breaker (who can solve a Rubik’s Cube in 45 seconds!), Lisa the cocky contemporary dancer, and the trampoliney-guy who mixed some amazing aerials into a reasonably good contemporary routine.
– Leah Miller is a black hole where charisma goes to die.
– Tre Armstrong looks to be a staggeringly good judge – she’s intelligent, observant and eloquent in her praise and criticism. Judgewise she is like a more lucid version of Li’l C. Also she is hotter than Li’l C, which is good.
– Bitchy Blake from America’s Season 1 is a judge and a choreographer for this show. This is so wonderful it makes bad people die inside a little bit. And then he shows up when the judges are about to send someone packing and DEMANDS that the guy be allowed to do his choreography, because he is Blake Fucking McGrath and he Gets What He Wants Dammit. HE IS SUCH A FUCKING DIVA AND IT IS FANTASTIC.
– I was prepared for Mary Murphy’s guest appearance to be as bad as Mary Murphy can get, but she was remarkably restrained for Mary Murphy. That is about the best you can hope for, really.
– My one concern at this point is that this show will follow the Canadian Idol path: namely, that the rest of the country will once again indulge their passion for hating Toronto and vote down Torontonian dancers over, ahem, slightly less talented dancers from other parts of the country, which is what happens on Idol every fucking year.
(Non-Canadians will not understand this, but you know how Americans from not New York City have this strange antipathy for New York City? Take that antipathy, multiply it by a factor of fifty, and you have what non-Torontonian Canucks think of Toronto. Which, speaking as a Toronto resident, I can assure you we simply don’t understand. My working theory is that Toronto-haters are working out their massively depressing envy in a fashion not unlike a third-grade boy smacking around the girl he secretly likes.)