Devin MacDonald - Page 3

Tonight's semifinal spectacular struck the perfect balance between gimmicks and knock-your-socks-off, wow performances. But at the heart of this heated competition for the mirrorball trophy is a naturally occurring spring of dramatic tension no amount of half-tone montages or hyperbolic metaphors could ever replicate: the hordes of soap-loving middle-aged women who could very well put Ingo through to the final despite his cringeworthy lack of coordination, leaving one of his wildly talented competitors out in the cold.

With so few stars remaining, some of the good ones were bound to end up in the bottom. But an unexpected break for one of the show's less talented stars at the outset made for quite an upset on tonight's results show.

You have to hand it to ABC; if you're going to stretch a results show that should take all of five minutes to fill an hour, it's a respectable and classy thing to bring something to the show that really matters. They may not hesitate to indulge in some sensational packaging, but they definitely keep things in perspective.

Saucy shimmying? Booty shaking? Piñata breaking? That flamboyant combo can only mean one thing: it's Latin week on DANCING WITH THE STARS once again.

No week of DANCING WITH THE STARS is complete without at least one gross hyperbole, so thank goodness this week's results show opened with a tacky montage of the stars warning that "last night they celebrated the best year of their lives, but for one start tonight will be the worst night."

How do you follow up the delightful, glittering spectacle of nostalgia and shirtlessness that is prom night, you ask? With a heavy dose of sappy sentimentality, of course - and when that doesn't work, a bit more shirtlessness.

For a post-prom extravaganza, this week's elimination was totally lacking in the drama department. No one cried, no one expounded upon the desperate struggles of learning to ballroom dance. Nobody even seemed remotely stressed out about getting the axe. Talk about a letdown!

Picture, if you will, the most cringe-worthy walk down memory lane imaginable. I'm talking tacky dresses, bad hair and middle-aged men and women gyrating on the dance floor all in the name of reliving their glory days. By all counts, DANCING WITH THE STARS' prom night should have been just that train wreck. But ABC had the last laugh this April Fool's, because it was actually kind of awesome.

One contestant withdrew from the competition owing to what might be an 'irreparable' injury, sparing their fellow contestants from elimination.

It may only be week two, but DANCING WITH THE STARS is already in full swing with enough walk-outs, breakdowns and resolve-shaking injuries to fuel a finale. This season's crop of B-listers and has-beens certainly know how to bring the petty drama. Unfortunately, that's about all most of them have to offer.