“Losing Simon Cowell from American Idol was like losing Alan Alda from MASH,” moans Ken Levine on the Huffington Post. In his place, we have Jennifer Lopez, “a vacuous former movie star/former recording star,” and Steven Tyler, “a walking cautionary tale to not do drugs/alcohol/glue/mushrooms/ tobacco/cannabis/electric bananas/sleep deprivation for five weeks in a row.” Between them and original judge Randy Jackson, “there wasn't one insightful comment.”
The introduction of the new judges was “labored, long, and almost painfully lighthearted, like a divorced husband awkwardly presenting the new wife to his grown but unforgiving children,” writes Alessandra Stanley in the New York Times. And Tyler’s “bad boy reputation” was overplayed with a montage of him “leering and flirting … he looked too much like a long-haired version of Italy’s prime minister, Silvio Berlusconi.”
After all the hype about the ‘new’ era of American Idol, the season premiere of Season 10 was pretty much just like the season premiere of Season 9,” notes Jennifer D’Angelo Friedman on PopNews Wire. Even though the show didn’t offer up anything new, the new judges “were a lot funnier than we thought they would be.” One particularly choice line from Tyler: “Well hellfire, save matches, f*** a duck, and see what happens.”
Mary McNamara is one of the few who’s unabashedly happy with the revamped show. “For the first time in a long time the fumblings and flailings of contestants fighting to find their feet on stage will not be mirrored by the judges table,” she writes in the Los Angeles Times. “Tyler and Lopez are performers, time- and road-tested, who have experienced failure as well as success, and even in the first two hours the difference in how they perceive performances made the show more interesting than it has been in a while.”
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