OK! We Believe You! You Can Dance!

There might be fictional entertainment (e.g. Burn Notice) on the cable channels, but we'll patronize network reality tonight, specifically So You Think You Can Dance. Despite having one of the worst television show names in history, this show gets better every season and actually improves as the season progresses. With fewer dancers, the performances are longer and we feel less of a need to leave the house and, you know, actually dance ourselves.

So You Think You Can Dance [9 PM, Fox]

Two of the final six dancers are voted off tonight and Sean Paul performs a song (not a dance, sorry). Another installment of this will be starting soon, and if that succeeds it would be cool to see a series of theme seasons where a genre of dance was the focus. So You Think You Can Dance Hip-Hop would be an excellent distillation of the most energetic segments of the show, but please no So You Think You Can Dance Quickstep.

Wild Russia [8 PM, Animal Planet]

Summer on Animal Planet is not much different from any other season for the casual observer, but they bust out some decent series in the warm months of the year. This series explores a different area of Russia each week and details the species that inhabit the harsh terrain. This week, Siberia is explored, revered and quickly exited (we imagine) by a group of hungry, cold camera people.

Style Her Famous [10 PM, Style Network]

The whole Chris Brown thing might have blown over, but it's still soon to see Brown or Rihanna without thinking of that incident. In this episode, a girl is styled to look like Rihanna, with the usual lukewarm results. There is a next level this show could go to by casting truly crazy fans who don't just like a celebrity's style, but want to be that celebrity and steal her life. It's better they don't go there, but in twenty years that might be an option.

Gone with the Wind [8 PM, TCM]

This is another film that many people have never sat all the way through but is essential to understanding why America likes movies. It's long, it's pretty racist, and it is directed to the hilt, not unlike, say, Transformers III. The best dialogue moments are well-known, but if you have seen it before, spend this round looking for the poetry in Victor Fleming's (and possibly George Cukor's and Sam Wood's) compositions. If this film hadn't been as successful, it would have been rediscovered by a later generation for the majesty of the images.