Cat has some Gaga-related references to bring us into the show. But I think we already heard an “Edge of Glory” joke yesterday, didn’t we? I’m sorry, Cat, but I can’t award you full points.
The opening dance is kind of a sepia-toned circus thing set to a song from the Water for Elephants soundtrack. It feels like Sonya Tayeh to me. There are a couple of ropes for people to swing on, but they feel pretty extraneous to the main action in my opinion. It actually turns out to be Tyce DiOrio, and I liked it more than most of his stuff. It’s probably a good thing that he didn’t get a chance to explain whatever stupid story was allegedly involved.
Rob Marshall is back on the judging table. Lady Gaga won’t be judging because she’s doing a song. Nigel and Mary are here, because you can’t get rid of them. Rob shares reminiscences about last night’s judging, and I think it’s a little early for nostalgia.
Enough fun. The four ladies come out. We see that Lady Gaga did, in fact, walk out to the judging table on those ridiculous shoes. Sasha’s up first. She had a quickstep I wasn’t in love with and a routine with Melanie that was like cheating. Sasha and Melanie are my favorite two, and Sonya’s my favorite choreographer. It was awesome, wasn’t it? Next to her is Jordan, who got bent around by Ade and did a rhumba with Jess. Then it’s on to Caitlynn, who did hip-hop with Ivan and a foxtrot with Tadd. Melanie killed it with Neil and then killed it again with Sasha.