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Tapoleon
I'm generally pretty tolerant of Nabitha, despite their gimmicky props and all-too-literal illustration of lyrics. But the masks and . . . bibs? ponchos? . . . helped make that routine particularly excruciating to sit through.

Beacon Hill
I'm still laughing about "Beacon Hill." I know they don't have any neighborhoods full of 250-year-old brick row houses in Vancouver, but that could have been any OTHER wealthy neighborhood, anywhere - just not Beacon Hill.

Huston is awesome in this, but the movie is spectacularly silly, to a degree that you (almost) have to assume it's intended. I rented it on VHS a few years back after many years of seeking it out, and was somewhat disappointed.

The only thing that would save it would be if Leno portrayed himself behind the scenes as a hollow-eyed, soulless black hole of insecurity, with lots of bleeped-out profanity. That would verge on the acceptable.

It was wrong on so many levels. Canned, thematically confused, a total ego stroke. Why the filmed intro? She's some kind of rich period-costumed lady with a fur coat, and . . .? Why a slow version? Why that song at all? There was just no relationship between the slinky "sexy" Fosse-lite choreography (Is that you,

It's true. One thing I like about this show (compared with that other Fox competition show — you know, the one with the singing?) is that the judges decide who is actually eliminated. They aren't just pundits.