quibbling with the judges
Lesson learned from last night's installment of "On the Lot," which by some miracle I got my VCR to record properly: Talking back to Carrie Fisher will get you voted off so fast, you'll actually hear the little zipzipzip as the movie of your life fast-forwards.
Or something like that.
I hate the new format for that show. Kicking people off in the first couple minutes the next week, instead of holding a separate results show the night after the voting, isn't so bad -- it spares us the "You'll ... find out who's leaving after the break!" stuff I loathe. But I don't like the way they're showing films by groups of contestants each week.
I had a problem when "American Idol" went that route -- boys against girls, and each gender group has someone voted off each week. No! Compare everybody's work to everybody else's. If all the guys do really well one week, and the girls are all off-key, it seems unfair that one of the guys has to go home while the poorer singers get to stay just because they're in the other group.
For example, I don't think Jason Epperson, who last night screened the confused "Blood Born" and, previously, showed us the extremely offensive "Getta Rhoom," should get to stay just because Jessica Brillhart's "The Orchard" was so terrible.