Broject Runway: I can throw drama too, honey

Sep 20, 2013

“What do you get from a glut of TV?”

Last night, “Project Runway” treated us to yet another remake of “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory,” am I right? The parallels were undeniable. The well-dressed, fun loving, asexual tour guide / figurehead of a large looming building we know little about gives a handful of superfans the tour they’ve always dreamed of. There was a warning to mind your mouths while passing a table full of a shitload of candy. An Oompa Loompa was referenced on the runway as Alexander’s ill fitting power suit was verbally shredded. Plus Ken is Veruca Salt right? Everybody hates Veruca Salt.

At times, this episode fell like two different ones smushed together. The two main storylines couldn’t have felt more opposite.

On one hand, we had eight truly delightful superfans standing in for the “real woman” challenge. One of the drawbacks of the “real woman” challenge is that there is usually one that is impossible to work with. Not this time, though. The “real women” were superfans! They knew how the show worked and by God, they would sacrifice a small animal in order to see their designer triumph. The positive energy of the eight fans was a pleasant departure from the pressure induced cat-fights littered through the first half of this season, including this show.


Um, let's see, I don't know, maybe about six feet tall and two hundred pounds? I've been doing theater and improv in Chicago for a while now. Like fifteen years or so. O, yeah, I have a full day, day job for insurance and monetary purposes (no more half days with a big nap in the afternoon). I work as a project manager for a metal manufacturing plant. Huh? O, ah, two kids a wife. Yeah, they're great. I mean, not all the time great, like Brady Bunch shit, but no one has burned the house down yet. So, yeah, I guess that's it. I didn't get the job, did I?