I'm coming a little late to Katie Holmes's performance last night on So You Think You Can Dance, her much-anticipated homage to Judy Garland's "Get Happy" number from Summer Stock. And while I wouldn't say Holmes embarrassed herself to the extent this morning's haters seem to believe, no one can really argue that it's a good thing the show isn't called So You Think You Can Lip Sync.
Still though, critics. Really? "Rote and stiff"? "Why did she think that was a good idea?"? "Tragic mess?" "The only way she can possibly make her husband's cock hard"? So on and so forth -- and so predictable. How about this for a judgment: America gets the entertainment it deserves. Viewers demanded 100 episodes' worth of hoofing amateurs on SYTYCD; to celebrate that milestone, Fox brought in Katie Holmes to play along. She was rough around the edges, but so is everyone else on the show. Isn't that the point here? People compete because their aspiration is necessarily greater than their talent, not the other way around?
Really, I'm asking. I see mistakes here, but I don't see mediocrity. Whatever her motivation, Holmes took a risk, eschewed irony and danced. She's fine, for Christ's sake. Somewhere in the cosmos, Judy Garland is thanking God she never had to deal with the Internet.
[via The Live Feed]