I have a confession...I thoroughly enjoy Dance Moms. It is a total guilty pleasure for me. As a dancer, instructor and coach, I have a total of seventeen years of dance experience and I watch almost all the dance shows.
This one...is an over the top, hot mess and I love it. The studio owner is always yelling and the mothers are always fighting. It is crazy...but so fun to watch. I just wish they showed more dancing.
Now I would not in a million years sign a child up for dance at one of the studios featured on this program; nor would I agree to this type of "reality" program. (Seriously, it has to be scripted.)
That being said...I have thought some of the things that the loud mouth studio owner Abby says. That would be the difference...I thought it.
This show does make me appreciate the overwhelming majority of the dance moms that I have worked with during my tenure as a dance coach. The nightmares like the mothers on this show...very few and far between.
Although...one did inspire a t-shirt design that my girls loved. After a particularly rough year in which a mother repeatedly called the principal to complain about her child's spot in formations, my girls ran around dance camp with "But my mom thinks I belong of the front row..." emblazoned across the front of a t-shirt.
Now I have to go because my guilty pleasure is on Lifetime. Two girls are dancing to the same theme; another ran off the stage in tears and the preview showed the studio owner leaving the competition early.
I have to see what happens next!
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Confessions of a TV Junkie: General Hospital Edition
When I was a little girl, my mom watched the ABC soaps--Ryan's Hope, All My Children, One Life to Live and General Hospital. I was usually playing but I remember bits and pieces. I can clearly remember lying in bed listening for the GH theme song to play in the closing credits because when it was over, I could get up from my nap and watch Sesame Street. Yet, I must have watched it with her some because I wanted to name my baby sister, Heather after a particularly crazy character on General Hospital. My parents vetoed that idea.
Once I started school, I lost track of my soaps since I only saw them on snow days and sick days. College, however, changed that. One of my roommates loved GH as much as I did and we would tape it on days that we had class at 2 p.m. CST. We would even talk about characters as though they were real people that we knew.
I know the plots are predictable and far-fetched but sometimes they do examine real issues. Back in the early 90's, they tackled the topic HIV and AIDS with the Robin and Stone storyline. Currently they're highlighting the problem of domestic violence in teenage relationships--granted I do a lot of yelling at the screen with this one because I think they could have done a better job of if they had been a bit more realistic. However, it is a soap and suspension of belief is needed.
After all in a soap, no one is ever dead for keeps...even if you see them die on screen--they can still come back. Paternity tests are rigged willy-nilly and DNA results are returned instantly. Helena kept her son frozen in a sub-basement under a hospital. Children are shot and comatose at age 12 and wake up a year later six years older. The voice of wisdom and honesty is the resident hit man. Such is the wonderful world of soaps.
Nowadays, I watch General Hospital online; it pops up in my Hulu queue every evening allowing me to get my soapy fix of Jason, Sam, Carly, Sonny and Luke. And maybe they'll get crazy Heather back on there again--you just never know what will happen on a soap. Anything can happen and I'll be there to see it.
http://abc.go.com/shows/general-hospital
Once I started school, I lost track of my soaps since I only saw them on snow days and sick days. College, however, changed that. One of my roommates loved GH as much as I did and we would tape it on days that we had class at 2 p.m. CST. We would even talk about characters as though they were real people that we knew.
I know the plots are predictable and far-fetched but sometimes they do examine real issues. Back in the early 90's, they tackled the topic HIV and AIDS with the Robin and Stone storyline. Currently they're highlighting the problem of domestic violence in teenage relationships--granted I do a lot of yelling at the screen with this one because I think they could have done a better job of if they had been a bit more realistic. However, it is a soap and suspension of belief is needed.
After all in a soap, no one is ever dead for keeps...even if you see them die on screen--they can still come back. Paternity tests are rigged willy-nilly and DNA results are returned instantly. Helena kept her son frozen in a sub-basement under a hospital. Children are shot and comatose at age 12 and wake up a year later six years older. The voice of wisdom and honesty is the resident hit man. Such is the wonderful world of soaps.
Nowadays, I watch General Hospital online; it pops up in my Hulu queue every evening allowing me to get my soapy fix of Jason, Sam, Carly, Sonny and Luke. And maybe they'll get crazy Heather back on there again--you just never know what will happen on a soap. Anything can happen and I'll be there to see it.
http://abc.go.com/shows/general-hospital
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