When it was first announced that Travis Wall was getting his own reality show on Oxygen about his new dance company, I was giddy with excitement, and the giant bus ads around the city have been teasing me ever since. But unfortunately this show, which should be my favorite (it's got all of the beautiful contemporary choreography that he's known for and is chock-a-block full of So You Think You Can Dance alumni), is the victim of a massive case of bad timing. While normally I'd be thrilled to put up with whining and disgusting frat boy-like behavior in order to watch dancers put themselves through torture (I did watch all of Breaking Pointe, after all), I'm currently preoccupied by the gymnasts at the Olympics doing even more disturbing things to their bodies. Even Dance Moms and So You Think You Can Dance were wise enough to give the Olympics a wide berth.
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