Pussycat Dolls Present: The Search for the Next Doll / Girlicious

With so many scantily clad contestants -- the teeniest, most flesh-baring ensembles are de rigueur for the group -- it would be easy to dismiss this as standard reality show fare: tasty but, ultimately, so light that it's not filling. And in many ways, it is low-cal -- think American Idol without the Simon Cowell-designed pressure chamber. But here's the surprise: The show is, surprisingly, very earnest. Watch the competitors sing a capella, perfecting every note. See them practice their dance moves patiently. Witness them cry when they think they've failed -- and be jubilant when they realize they've performed flawlessly.

For a show that's supposedly competitive, these wannabes seem like, well, pussycats. There's snippiness, but few catfights -- hardly any claws are bared. (The show might actually benefit if it had more of an edge. Then it wouldn't seem so much like sorority rush set to music.) Bottom line? Pussycat Dolls Present isn't groundbreaking, but it's passable. At times it's even interesting. Much like the Pussycat Dolls' music, it manages to please despite how trampy it seems. Still, to borrow from the Pussycats themselves, you're left wishing the show was hot like them. Unfortunately, it's just tepid.