We’ve known for a while now that So You Think You Can Dance is a boys’ club. Every season, the show offers up a slew of talented, able dancers, all of whom are so gorgeous they make you want to stab your eyes out (Mia alert!) – and all of whom end up being tossed to the sidelines by the season’s end, coming in second, third, or 20th place to a more popular (and often less talented) male dancer.
In fact, over the show’s six years in existence, we’ve only seen two women pick up the title of America’s. Favorite. Dancer. And after last night’s show, I wouldn’t be surprised if that number stays at two by the end of season seven. This summer, the boys might as well climb up to their SYTYCD treehouse, slap a ”no girls allowed” sign on the its door, and eat some slugs while reading sets of The Boxcar Children books and crafting slingshots. (That is what boys do in their treehouses, right? Just like how girls pillow fight in their underwear and talk about Judy Blume and Devon Sawa at sleepovers?) Because no girl is going to break into that house.
Just look at last night’s results as evidence: Even though contestants like Jose and Adéchiké failed to make an impression, both were deemed safe, sending Melinda, Alexie, and Cristina straight into the bottom three. And while I don’t think America chose the correct bottom three last night — who else is surprised what’s-her-name is still in the competition? — Nigel & Co. did choose the right dancer to send home, even if I selected her as the odds-on favorite female dancer of the season. (But this is coming from the same person who thought a little-known artist named Britney Spears would be a one-hit wonder back in 1998, so grain of salt, people, yea?)
Because anyone who has watched SYTYCD as often as Alexie likely should know that you can’t start your 30-second solo with a pace comparable to a snail with a walker. Boring in 30 seconds will get you gone in 60 minutes on the SYTYCD stage, something that fellow bottom three-dweller Cristina thankfully knew. As we all know, it’s tough to deliver a compelling ballroom solo, but at least Cristina breathed life into her 30-second routine, even if she delivered it in what looked like a 7-Up can fashioned into a gown. (And is anyone else finding themselves wistful for the days of season five’s Jeanette? Oh, Ruby Blue, we loved her truly!)
NEXT: Melinda with a Z