Is it even possible that “America’s Got Talent” actually gets more talented with each new year and each new judge?
After watching the first few new episodes this season with the two new judges — Heidi Klum and Mel B — yes, the relentlessly entertaining, flat-out best talent competition show on TV just got even better.
And despite a general dislike of all swollen judge panels anywhere except say, the Hague, the addition of not just the two new judges, but an extra seat at the table, has made the show, yes, that much better.
For one thing, everybody gets along — even with Howard Stern, who has turned into a funny team player and very thoughtful judge. Who knew he’d become Rodney “Can’t We All Just Get Along?” King?
Happily the “AGT” judges have stopped aping for the cameras and have just let the talent fly. In some cases literally.
So far this year, I’ve been amazed, shocked, thrilled, astonished and bewildered. I mean, seriously, a headstand 80 feet in the air without a net?
I still hate any and all ballroom dancing kids who look like deformed adults with those hideous glitter pants and snapping head moves, but still . . .
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OLIVER MARTINI
Maybe I was drunk, but almost right out of the gate, I started laughing uncontrollably last week on the very first night that John Oliver began his summer replacement run on “The Daily Show,” and I haven’t stopped. In fact, I’m laughing harder than I ever did even watching regular host Jon Stewart, even though I am a huge fan of his, as well.
Yes, the show has the best comedy and satire writers in the world, but Oliver is managing consistently to deliver, hilariously, the goods on what’s bad with our pols, our politics and the fawning/fighting media.
I’m still laughing over his remarks about Trixie the hooker, and his suggestion that a good way to protect your constitutional right to privacy is to get a gun phone.
Don’t get me started. Again.
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PROCREATING FOR PROFIT
Despite my completely failed attempt at creating “Make the Kardashians Go Away Week” they, like roaches, can never be entirely eliminated.
For one thing, they keep procreating for profit — and ratings.
Now we’re all supposed to feel sorry for Kim because her hookup with Kanye West hasn’t proved as sustaining as she’d hoped. I mean, what about the ratings, Kanye, have you no feelings at all? Despite impregnating Kim, Kanye refuses to stay true to her, even though his name starts with a “K.” Who cares?
Hell he isn’t cheating — they aren’t married.
But, then again, Kris Humphries thought he was married to her.