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Hope you enjoyed your brief reign as America's Favourite Dancer, uh... I want to say "Jasmine"? "Lurleen"? Damn, I've forgotten. Anyway, you're done. Through. It's over. America is so in love with dancing that we're not allowed to get through even two months without So You Think You Can Dance on our television screens. So what's different? Well, instead of 18 hours spread over two days, it looks like we're getting a much less hysterical one hour a week. Here's hoping to God that means no time wasted on attention-starved joke auditioners. You know who I'm talking about.
We open with a montage from the past seasons, including some rare footage of Mary screaming, and a crawl along the bottom grimly telling us that those of you expecting to watch Obama's Congressional speech on health-care better turn to Fox News, which is where they've got commentators standing by ready to declare the president racist. Things are cheerier in the So You Think You Can Dance world. On-screen titles make much of the fact that Season 6 is occurring during the "fall," hence the montage of people falling. And Cat Deely chirpily lets us know that -- in stark contrast to the expectation of a freefall in talent with each successive season -- this season promises to be the best ever. Maybe, at various points along the season, we'll hear all of the judges make the same bold prediction. Me, I've got 20 bucks and a high-five for any judge who says something like, "I think this season is third-best. That's still pretty good!"
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