Provided you can stomach precocious kids who sing and act (and kids who can't but whose parents force them to anyway), and you'll need a good, strong stomach, then Oxygen's The Next Big Thing is a charming, engaging show. You may find yourself longing for episode two, despite your better judgement.
The Next Big Thing is about New York performance coach Trapper Felides. He preps kids to act, sing and sorta dance on Broadway, TV and in the movies.
Felides is reality TV gold. A producer must've spotted him and thought, "Ooh, a catty queen fighting with stage moms and screaming at their crying kids. Gold!"
The Next Big Thing has a suitcase full of problems, although familiar and forgivable ones. Like, there are a few secondary storylines that go no where. Trapper has an assistant (of course he does), for instance, who's an actress. On the show, she goes on seemingly fake auditions to, I'm not sure, add tension to the show or to showcase her talent. Not sure.
And there are made-up dramas, it seems. Tonight, for instance, Trapper puts on a show at the Apollo Theater in Harlem. The kids are performing, primarily, for a music producer in the audience. And the star of the show doesn't arrive until the last minute, stage mom in tow. Shwew.
But, mostly, The Next Big Thing follows Trapper as he has one tizzy after another. That's fun. And in between all that reality-TV stuff, he does seem to have a skill for finding kids with talent, and fine-tuning that talent. Those moments of real life, as it turns out, are more fun to watch than reality life.