Touché, Michael

I can not beat the post about tonight's Rockstar: INXS finale that Michael wrote on Shuffle/Repeat, but I do have a theory to offer. I was thinking about it last night during the song selection, and the Jessica Fletcher in me just can't let it go.

The producers of this show have been yanking the audience along on a pretty lame leash the entire season what with their portrayals of Saint MiG, JD "Snidely" Whiplash and Sweet Suzie MacNeil. Basically they have been painting the contestants with a pretty contrived brush set, and it seems from the INXS blog posts that people eat it up and then ask for seconds. Anyway, in the past few weeks the producers have practically rolled in some heralding trumpeters to get the MiG Loves The Theatre! message across to viewers. Which would suggest to me that the producers want him out. But there was also a rumour that MiG was a plant. A happy, elfin plant. Which would suggest that the producers want him to be a star. Who was right? The producers? Or the rumour mill?

My suspicion is that this is the Rockstar on the Orient INXpress. Everybody is guilty!

I think that MiG is a happy, elfin plant and that MiG is also a happy, elfin theatre performer. I also think he is a happy, elfin friend of a producer. (Let's say this producer's name is Bark Murnett.) I this this producer may have wanted to help MiG have a successful musical career. But I don't think that career was with INXS. (Because bitch, please.) I think MiG wants to win Tony awards and skip up and down the Great White Way, arm and arm with Hugh Jackman and the Rockettes. I think MiG wants to be a big, shiny Broadway star. And I think Bark Murnett wants that, too.

And half time would prove me right!

I guess I'm not Jessica Fletcher. I'm Hercule fucking Poirot.