passé
I hate to say it, but I've gotten sick of "American Idol."
I'm starting to see in it the same qualities I saw before I became a fan: the cheesiness, the ill-spiritedness, the bloated hype-monster. Maybe it's the contestants -- there are some who stand out, kind of, but I just can't find the energy to get enthusiastic about any of them, or about who is and isn't gonna win.
Have I gone off reality TV?
Not that I was ever really on reality TV. I used to watch "Trading Spaces," back when it was good, but I never kidded myself -- that was not reality. Same with "Queer Eye." I love "Work Out" on Bravo! and I can't wait for the new season to start at the end of this month, but it's not the same as, say, "Survivor" or "The Amazing Race."
Oh my gosh -- I just figured out what it is I don't like about those last two shows, and about "Idol." It's the competition. I'd rather watch so-called reality series that focus on people, not winning. Stories, not prizes.
I didn't even remember to tape "American Idol" last night, so I don't know who got kicked off. And you know what? It doesn't bother me in the slightest.