I spent most of today with "Sin Wagon" running through my head. In hindsight, I changed my mind about what I said last night; I think Amy had the best performance of the week, period.
I think Kim Locke is swell and all, but I'm not so taken with this song.
Getting on to the results... how clueless are these contestants, anyway?
We've had more than two seasons to learn the ropes. It's a given that of the last two people whose results Ryan reports in a given week, one will be in the bottom three, and the other will be safe. It's an inflexible rule; if it weren't the case, the results would be obvious before he even got to the bottom two, which would be intolerable. So as soon as Camile got sent to the bottom three with three people remaining, it was an absolute given that the next person would be going on for another week. (On the other hand, if Camile had somehow made it, it would have been a given that the next person was bound for the bottom three.) Why, then, Jennifer's look of shock and surprise at the glad tidings once Ryan came out and said it? I mean, duh.
Camile, at least, seemed to have no illusions at all, knowing that she was going home. And I'm typing this paragraph before my tape has gotten to the final results, I'm that sure.
...and I'm wrong. Whoa. Matt is gone. I did not see that one coming.
...neither did anybody else in my pool (there are four of us, about which more anon), for that matter.
Huh.
Oh, for the record, Diana was third-to-last this week. Not terribly surprising, given that those she's most in direct competition with did better this week, although I would have been shocked if she'd actually been sent home.
Posted by Shmuel at March 24, 2004 10:35 PM