I LOVE ANTM. I don't know why. I look forward to it every week. But after these last 2 episodes, I'm about ready to abandon ship. The whole soap opera acting thing last week was horrible. Unwatchable, really. Okay, I get the whole "models have to have charisma" thing, but would someone please explain to me what, in the name of all that is holy, charisma has to do with that scene, which was too cheesy even for daytime tv? It was dreadful and embarrassing. I couldn't even laugh at Camille! I had to avert my eyes.
Modeling and acting are the same? Ahem, I beg to differ. Models have to know how to emote, using just their face and body language. It's not the same as acting out dialog and kissing some beefcake soap actor on cue. It's not that one is better or more difficult than the other. But they are NOT the same. Anyone who thinks modeling and acting are two sides of the same coin need to pick up the phone and give Cindy Crawford a call. Anyone remember "Fair Game"? Yeah, me neither. Lemme think of all the supermodels I know of who've been in even ONE successful movie or tv show. Hmmmm... Angie Everheart? Nope. Kathy Ireland? Negatory. Elle MacPherson? Nuh-uh. Naomi Campbell? Puhleeze. The only one I can think of is Rebecca Romijin, and she had HOW many lines in X-Men?
My point exactly.
And then this week. What the hell is going on? They want to cut Yoanna because she's an inadequate video ho? That's the criteria for winning? Please. Someone connect the dots. Show me the connection between high fashion and booty shaking. Gee, what percentage of time do you suppose the average high fashion model spends shaking her butt in the background of some lousy pop video? And the blatant Tyra Tyra Tyra-ness of it all. Oy vay. I'm a Tyra fan, but I've had just about enough. If only I could warp out of this horrible alternate universe where America's Next Top Model has nothing to do with modeling and everything to do with TyraTyraTyra.
I'm fed up, y'hear? Seriously. Next week's show had better be stellar, or I'm going to go all Jackie Chan on someone's ass. (Most likely that twit from Jane magazine, if I can find him.)
(sigh.) I am spent.