7 P.M. WEDNESDAY
Christmas in Washington 2005, TNT
The only reason to watch is to see the poor woman married to Dr. Phil.
7:30 P.M.
Freddie, ABC
A neighbor reports Freddie to the homeowners’ board for having too many people living in his condo.
8 P.M.
Criminal Minds, CBS
A killer’s fantasies lead him to murder.
Catty and cutting
9 P.M.
Project Runway, Bravo
Janice Dickinson, out. Michael Kors? So in.
Kors, fashion designer and judge on Bravo’s Wednesday night treat “Project Runway,” assesses competitors fashion designs in such a bursque manner he’s bound to be parodied on “Saturday Night Live.”
Kors isn’t the only thread stitching together the success of “Runway.”
If supermodel Heidi Klum weren’t involved, few would bother watching. The host is as sharp as she is subtle, anointing successful designers with a simple “You’re in” and dismissing the losers with, “You’re out,” followed by a brief “Auf wiedersehen!” and air kisses.
Nevertheless, the fashion’s the main thing–the only thing.
Last week, the show forced the competitors to make masterpieces out of lowly muslin and literally the clothes on their backs.
If you have extraordinary skill, kindness isn’t necessary to get ahead on “Project Runway.” Weeping is a scorn magnet. Whining and cute whiffs of lace and ribbon will get you cut.
“Runway” may be the only show on which, spiritually speaking, a contestant’s dastardly behavior and flagrant arrogance are excusable as long as he or she has the skills to back it up. Outstanding work absolves all evil.
The winner gets $100,000 to launch his/her own fashion line–one any viewer with the funds and the desire can buy.
With that in mind, we’ll take the bastard who makes a flattering trouser over a nice guy any day of the week.
[ seattle post-intelligencer ]9 P.M.
Alias, ABC
Sydney is reunited with her baby daddy Michael Vaughn, who isn’t dead after all.
CSI: NY, CBS
The bat signal or a dead stripper? Someone’s silhouette is being flashed onto the Chrysler Building.
Daddy’s Spoiled Little Girl, WE
An untalented singer in Memphis can’t use daddy’s money to win a local competition, so she gets an $85,000 BMW instead
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