So You Think You Can Dance Quick Kicks: Is Our Alex Going Home?

· Adéchiké is so screwed either this week or next. Mia Michaels eviscerated him for his laggard technical skills, going so far as to say most of his routine was "donut holes." Just wait, she elaborated: "Do you know what donut holes are? They're nothing." Ha! Anyway, he's screwed, and the wild leaping from his Bollywood routine isn't going to change it.

· I adore Billy. He's the most dateable of the whole cast, and that's an important criterion when you're a learned dance critic like me. He added zeal and incredible jaguar embodiment to the African routine that Jose botched, and he legitimized the lame choreography from the Cats dance. There's no way he'll end up in the bottom three this week, and that's not just because Adéchiké is screwed, Alex Wong is injured, and Jose isn't very good. Well, I mean, it is. But good job, Billy.

· I worry for Ashley, who just doesn't pop off the screen like some of these compulsively telegenic dudes. Her hip-hop ninja routine was fluid but flat, and her quickstep with albatross-bearing Robert needed more rigid form. In fact, I don't know who will be in the bottom three tonight, because everyone found inventive ways to do things wrong.

· Robert. He's a great dancer! He's also really silly for someone who is scathingly attractive, and it's causing a "disconnect" (quoth Nigel) with viewers. His quickstep failed to take off with Ashley, but he did his darnedest to save his jazz routine with veteran Kathryn, who flubbed her moves at least twice and fell on her ass like a withering Dominique Moceanu. Also, how about the busting-out-of-the-Barbie-box choreography? Was this episode an unofficial tribute to every music video Justin Timberlake is trying to forget? I credit Robert for keeping this "It's Gonna Be Me"-era JT kitschfest together, but it won't vault him into contention for the win.

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