The time has come . . . for yet another fierce crop of drag queens to showcase their charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent (and lace-fronts, so many lace-fronts) in the quest for the crown and the title of America’s Next Drag Superstar!
If you have no idea what I’m going on about, G.G.G.G.G. (Good God Get a Grip Girl). Where you been? It’s “RuPaul’s Drag Race,” which triumphantly stomps the runway into its ninth season Friday at 8 p.m. on VH1. And I, for one, can’t wait to see how this turns out.
This upgrade from the ongoing identity crisis of the Logo network doesn’t just represent a shift to a lux HD signal (a far cry from the Vaseline’d lenses of season one) and an audience rapidly expanding beyond the LGBTQ niche it originally served, it also comes hot on the stiletto heels of the show snatching its first big trophy — an Emmy for outstanding reality show host. (Since they don’t technically have one for Supermodel of the World.)
And Ru’s hot streak seems to be continuing. Earlier this week it was announced that J.J. Abrams’s production company Bad Robot would be teaming up with RuPaul and “Drag Race” production company World of Wonder to produce a half-hour dramedy series following the life of a fictionalized version a young RuPaul getting by in New York City during the Reagan era. As my people are wont to say: YASS QUEEN.
But as always, on “RuPaul’s Drag Race” the focus is on the queens (and for about five seconds per episode, Ru’s custom Klein Epstein & Parker suits); and this season, the shade (and eye shadow) is strong. Will Farrah Moan attract Ru’s attention? Will Sasha Velour rub her the right way? Will Peppermint bring a breath of fresh air? I’m not doing 10 more of these.Michael Andor Brodeur can be reached at email@example.com. Follow him on Twitter @MBrodeur.