I always hesitate before writing a post related to reality television. The reason for this is because 2/5 of my readership doesn’t care about shows such as American Idol and wishes the franchise would diaf. But what the hell — it’s the finale!
I have to admit that I found this season of American Idol to be pretty lackluster. I skipped more than one episode and didn’t feel like there was much to be excited about among the constestants. At least last year had Daughtry, and the year before that was heavenly with Carrie Underwood.
The only real highlights of the season include body parts: Haley’s legs and Sanjaya’s Hair.
Last night, however, as I forced myself to watch the finale I realized that although the final two this season might not have the charisma of previous winners, they did have the raw talent and wonder that the show should be about. Blake just seemed happy to be alive and Jordin couldn’t be more sincere if she tried.
No offense to her, but I’m glad Melinda got voted out. She was a veteran in the field and had a Charisma modifier of -4. The eventual winner, Jordin Sparks, is really the embodiment of everything Idol should stand for. It found a 17 year old girl with a beautiful smile and an unmarred view of life and made her dreams come true. That’s good television.
Congratulations, Jordin! You are perhaps one of the most deserving Idols that the show has ever produced.