Hell why don’t they just move it to Sunday afternoon and let it die a slow death unloved and unwatched. Or they could announce the show is wrapping up early, let America vote one last time, then secretly choose who they want for the Sandy and Danny roles, and wham, bam, thank you ma’am, we’re done. Next!
But wait, there’s more! For that extra special oomph of faux excitement, the audience has recently been armed with posters emblazoned with their favorite performer’s name.
I don’t think she’s uttered one thing on this show that as an actress I’d be able to benefit from hearing. But then again, I'm no actress, heheh.
The audience is well greased however (<----gratuitous descriptor), and apparently loves it. Odds are the audience warm-up person is a hypnotist.
I Will Survive (or maybe not)
Kevin even goes so far as to say we haven’t seen the last of him. I assume that’s positive thinking on his part and not necessarily a threat, although if he did begin stalking the others on a regular basis it could certainly provide the drama this show sorely lacks.
Not Just Your Regular Filler, But Extra Gooey
("I'll get these bastards back if it's the last thing I do!")