Ah, the ubiquitous Next Level. Every self-respecting judge in the history of reality dance programming has told competitors to take their dancing to the next level. America’s Best Dance Crew is no different. But, what does this actually mean? What level? Where? When? How exactly?
We have a few ideas:
Mario Lopez is trying to take it to the next level with his remarks, interjecting hip-hop phrases and “I know, right?” into the judges’ commentary. Instead we think maybe he should try hosting shirtless. MTV, if you’re reading, nothing boosts ratings like a pectoral muscle.
Judge Lil Mama is already on the next level with her bejeweled head gear that coordinates flawlessly with her bejeweled sleeveless track jacket.
On the other hand, the suburban underdogs Xtreme Dance Force failed to take it up a notch this week, relying on the same old spiky-haired charm, staid choreography, and a Bobby-Brown style pants-drop at the end of their routine. Unfortunately, that wasn’t enough and the lads were eliminated. Listen, without the right choreography, no amount of hair gel or boxer-flashing will get you to the next level.
We think the B-boy set, Supa Cr3w, can learn from this. They’ve got everything they need to win: crazy tricks, obnoxiously high energy, a terrible name, and they’ve even got some sort of a hand signal that we don’t pretend to understand. Judge Shane Sparks can’t stop drooling over these kids like a giddy schoolgirl. However, Supa Cr3w struggles slightly with classical hip-hop choreography. Get your steps straight Supa Cr3w, and the next level is all yours.
-- Olivia Purnell
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