Are you sick of all the Sanjaya around you? I am. So I tackled our latest um, bootant? It’s a word now, okay? Over at Blogcritics I wrote:
Chris Sligh has always impressed me as a man with a plan. Walking into the sixth season of American Idol, he and his fellow contestants obviously had to have an idea of how the show works. I don’t doubt that he’s genuinely snarky, but his quip during the auditions (“I’m here to make David Hasselhoff cry”) was pretty much an indicator of Idol things to come: nicely calculated to make an impression on the judges and the viewers at home without offending anybody save The Hoff’s German fans (who can’t vote) and those who are in eternal mourning for the cleavage that was Baywatch (who wouldn’t vote for him anyway).
By the time the top 24 were finalized, however, it must have been obvious to him that he hadn’t landed in the two prime Idol spots that gets everybody talking: the best of the best and the worst of the rest. The girls pretty much had a lockdown on the best section while Antonella Barba and Sanjaya Malakar were shoo-ins for the worst (Sanjaya fans, please don’t email me, I know you love him already. Believe me, how I know!).
Haley Scarnato would sometimes stray over to the latter group but her problem is a personality vacuum more than anything else; she has it patched up with her wardrobe for now but it won’t last. Blake Lewis gets into the former by default because he’s young, pretty and beatboxes when he isn’t singing; he also knows songs from the 90s and has that elusive thing called personality, which means the rest of the guys are pretty much screwed no matter how much Timberlake or Nosferatu they channel.
So there are only two other options left to stand out: either bring something “different” to the table or make your way up the controversy rankings. I don’t know if Sligh made a conscious decision to try each of these out but try them he did and failed every time.