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THIEF Russell has stolen the show (and possibly the title) with his impressive growth and exuberant nature
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Mollee and Nathan: Rainbows, Lisa Frank, JTT, vampires, OMG guys!!!!!! Could there be a more perfect pairing than Mollee and Nathan? The duo looks straight out of a Tiger Beat cover! But, as it turns out, their dancing complements one another just as much as their looks do. Disco hasn't quite been the same on the SYTYCD stage since Jeannette and Brandon perfected it last season, but Mollee and Nathan did a more than respectable job executing their Doriana Sanchez routine. And I would place it higher if I didn't still feel somewhat uncomfortable watching the couple grind up on one another. I mean, come on: Nathan's face was directly in Mollee's crotch for one spin. And when I start getting Toddlers & Tiaras vibes, something isn't quite right.
Kathryn and Legacy: I thought this duo was in trouble when we were told their prehistoric Dave Scott hip-hop number would require a sense of humor. After all, we're talking about Kathryn and Legacy, a couple who has shed enough tears this season to fill Lake Michigan. Certainly they're about as funny as Terms of Endearment, right? After seeing their performance, however, I take it all back. The pair brought some unaffected fun to the stage, fully committing to their caveman/cavewoman characters. And, yes, I could have done without all the hair-picking, but I understand why the routine sent Mary into a Bedrock-inspired rockgasm. After the pair's vivacious start, I'm finding that me want more Kathryn and Legacy. Ooga.
Russell and Melanie: Please, somebody get Russell on a plane right now so he can solve the crisis in the Middle East! Because, really, our krumper can overcome any obstacle tossed his way. Need him to unleash his jazz hands for a Broadway number? Check! Need him to show off his extensions for a contemporary routine? Check! Need him to find out how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie pop? Check! Last night, Russell was forced to take on a last-minute partner when Noelle suffered an injury, and still pulled off a foxtrot so dynamic, I literally found myself yelling at my TV screen, ''Oh, Russell — you're so slick!'' Those sailor shuffles made you want to get up and groove, did they not? And the fact that we learned a bit more about his backstory — he grew up in a sketchy neighborhood — only endeared him to me more. As if he could be any more endearing. He's already surpassed Furbys on my endearing scale. A difficult feat, if you ask me.
Bianca and Victor: Am I the only one who felt the Travis Wall routine — about a man who wants nothing to do with his woman — was tragically underappreciated? As far as I'm concerned, this duo can collect their Ph.D. in chemistry. Not only was the choreography utterly gorgeous, but Bianca and Victor also executed it with such feeling and grace. Nigel might have felt that Bianca's shoulders rose too high during the dance, but I thought that slight flaw only added to the number's tense nature. And the look on Victor's face was downright chilling, but subtle enough to make you actually believe you were peeking into a troubled couple's bedroom. The lifts were beautiful, the acting stupendous — and it all came courtesy of our season 2 runner-up. Warm fuzzies! What's not to love?
And that's it for me this week, fellow SYTYCD fans. Do you agree with my performance rankings? Who disappointed you? Who impressed you? Are you shocked that Russell was in the bottom four? Is it fair that Noelle was allowed to stay in the competition without having ever danced? Were you a fan of Brandon, however short-lived his season 6 career might have been? And who deserves to go next week?


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