Well, that was an odd results show, wasn’t it? Maybe it’s because I didn’t have my daily dose of ”vitt-amins,” as Cat would say, but the mixed bag of a variety hour containing the odd South Korean girl group, the Samantha Ronson segment, those who actually danced this week, and those who actually ended up going home has left me somewhat out of sorts this week. Maybe because the producers were trying to strike the right balance between cutting two more dancers and building anticipation for the finals next week. It sure seemed like the judges were trying to toe the line between the two, albeit unsuccessfully: Cat asked them to speak about those contestants in danger, but both Mary and Adam yammered on about those who made it to the finals instead.
And I never thought that I would say this, but ultimately, I was a bit sad to see Mollee Gray go. Sure, the girl grated on me throughout most of the season like a Microplane to Parmesan. And yes, compared to fellow bottom dweller Ellenore, I would also have voted Mollee off the island. Though I could see why Ellenore ended up in jeopardy this week: She had not curried any favor with those alienating E.T. noises (it’s time to cut that bleep out already), the disappointing hip-hop routine, or her lumbering Tuesday-night solo (thank goodness Wednesday’s was heaps better).
Mollee, on the other hand, had definitely been improving by leaps and bounds since her split with Nathan, and this week she had all but erased any remnants of Tickle Me Mollee Walk & Giggle doll from memory (well, until that montage that brought it all rushing back at the end) and replaced it with a real dancer instead. So while it’s a little unfortunate that she had to leave us when she did, at least she was able to depart on a high note. Mollee’s two routines with Jakob showed the jazz dancer at her shining best: The Viennese Waltz was lilting gorgeousness on heels, and the rousing Joey Dowling Broadway number could have been her audition piece for the Great White Way. (No doubt there’ll inevitably be College Musical as well, if everything else doesn’t pan out.) Though while it was clear that she was absolutely devastated at the result, Mollee still managed to gulp down her sobs and remain gracious and poised (and without her eyeliner running) throughout. And how can you not respect that? And where can I get me some of that waterproof eye makeup? Still, it must be hard to stomach the fact that you’ve been let go over someone who didn’t even dance this week.
Which leaves us with Ashleigh, who not only was saved from elimination, but didn’t even have to suffer the indignity of being in the bottom two. And while there’s more than a fair chance that the injured dancer deserved to be in the finals based on her previous performances (and that slight glimpse of rehearsal footage that we saw at the end of Tuesday night’s program), I am still trying to reconcile the fact that she made it through on the sympathy vote alone, without having to perform at all. Part of me wanted to see her do a solo Wednesday night at least, seeing that she came out dressed to dance. But Ashleigh didn’t even need to do that, as she was quickly ushered into the finals, along with the much deserving Kathryn (yes!), who bounded off to join Jakob and Russell in the peninsula of safety with nary a sigh of relief or a glance back at those left behind.
NEXT: B-boy goodbye