To begin, Jerry works with the dancers on each of their solos. He gives really tangible advice like "point your toes" instead of the ever popular "dig deeper." He even recommends a costume change for Mochi. The dancers think they're finally about to perform their solos, when they are told they have to learn one more number for yet another challenge. This one is choreographed to the Fergie song from the Sex and The City movie. It will be performed before their solos in front of a live audience. Meh. During the rehearsals, Miguel lands on his foot the wrong way and strains his ankle. He goes to the hospital for evaluation, and the doctor tells him that he should rest for a week, and that it would be foolish to dance on it. So, he dances on it.
Before the final performance, Jerry brings in the families of all of the dancers. Sweet moment. They perform the Fergie choreography and it's so cheesy, but surprisingly entertaining. Akon and Colby O'Donis, Akon's "protégé," are the guest judges and the winner of the challenge will be featured in Colby's next video. The winner is Mochi! The solos are all pretty accomplished. Mochi does a superb Asian-influenced dance. Nick is very fun-loving and masculine number. Miguel does his funk stuff and his ankle doesn't give out. Cody does a beautiful and athletic contemporary piece. During the judging, Nancy says that she's glad Cody got pissed at her because it really helped him find his emotions. Shut up. AND, the winner is Cody! He's totally overwhelmed and he gets a big kiss from his beautiful girlfriend.
Previously: The dancers were lured back to Los Angeles after time at home with the promise of performing a one-minute solo of their own choreography. Instead, they performed Vincent Paterson's pretty good choreography to "Man in the Mirror." Nick won the prize-less challenge while Janelle was sent home with her solo unperformed. Nancy O'Meara made her way onto the permanent shit list of the tens of viewers of this show by being a totally crazy asshole to Cody.
Here we are, at the final finale. I'm experiencing a mix of emotions, several of which have been shared by a lot of the people on the forums. Like was Nancy's psychotic episode last week just a way for her to inevitably take credit for Cody's win? Or have they been faking us out with the Cody hate to make this feel like a fair contest (it's working)? More to the point, is this show going to make me hate it forever by not naming Cody the winner? Now, save Miguel, I'm a fan of all of these dancers. I would be happy for any of them to win. Frankly, I would even be happy for Miguel -- I don't like him, but he's committed and, as he likes to remind you, passionate. But...COME ON. It has to be Cody.
God help me, this theme song has grown on me. It's morning at the fancy dancers loft. It's 36 hours until the final performance. The most breakfast-preparing bunch in all of reality television is up and at 'em. Nick is doing the honors, as he has admirably done before. Nick interviews that he is honored to be in the finals with his fellow dancers. He also notes that there are "bragging rights" that go along with winning a competition like this. I can think of 100,000 rights to brag with. He announces that breakfast will be ready in five minutes.
In his bedroom, Cody plops down onto a bed. He interviews that he doesn't feel great because he got beat up in the judging the day before. We see the clip of Nancy telling him that his dancing is "snobby." Don't even get me started. He says that he feels like he has been misjudged as cold. He calmly adds that he will just have to give more. OK, I don't want this recap to be the Cody parade, but it's really my last chance. So ... one of the things that makes me love him is that, as a performer, Cody is the exact kind of person I love to work with: totally trustworthy, and you can learn so much from him. It's difficult to be as even-tempered as Cody is, especially in an art form where (to an extent) fieriness is kind of encouraged, and people like Cody are the ones I've tried to emulate. Sure, the Codys are not as much fun to drink with, but that's why we have the Miguels.