December 2008 Archives

HAS the world gone mad?

Why is everyone so het up about all three couples going through to the final of Strictly Come Dancing?

As you'll see from my previous blog, my reaction was one of delight that my favourites all get a chance to dance and compete for the mirrorball trophy. It's the final we wanted and should have had, and a sensible move given the way the scores worked out.

A triumph for common sense all round, then. Yet you'd never know that from the outcry from viewers.

People voted for their favourites to go through, and now they have. So why on earth do they want their money back?

Are these the same people who complained about the Russell Brand/Jonathan Ross fiasco and were so offended, even though they didn't hear it?

There's just no pleasing some folk.

Hurrah! Sanity has prevailed in the world of reality TV.

Maybe someone has been taking notice of my previous blog. I like to think this is the first place TV producers and all viewers come for advice. Or maybe not....

Anyway, Alexandra won X Factor. It's great that her fabulous voice won out over millions of giggly teenage girls voting for JLS just because they're fit.

And on Strictly Come Dancing, the producers didn't let John Sergeant's selfishness in waking out affect the final and put all three dancers through in a surprise but clever move.

Can't wait for next weekend now, it's going to be a corker.

Elsewhere in TV land, I've just got round to watching the last episode of Little Dorrit, which I loved.

Russell Tovey, who played unlucky-in-love turnkey John Chivery, was superb at conveying his heartache. To stand out in such an amazing cast took some doing, and I predict he's going to become a real star.

The only thing which distracted me in this classy production was Andy Serkis's comedy French accent. Just lay it on with a trowel, why don't you!

I was also a little confused when Arthur's secret was finally revealed. After 14 episodes, the truth tumbled out in too much of a rush.
Was I the only one who jumped to the wrong conclusion that Amy and Arthur had the same father?
I realised that couldn't be true when they got married, as I don't think Dickens - or certainly the BBC before 9pm - tackled incest.

LISA. No, Rachel. No....Tom. No, Lisa.

I really can't decide who I want to win Strictly Come Dancing, and the thought of having to choose is just too much.

It should make for a fantastic semi-final, which really should have been the final. We will have to lose one of these brilliant dancers next weekend, thanks to the cowardice and selfishness of John Sergeant and his publicity-seeking early exit.

He rated himself too highly in the eyes of the public by saying he could win it. The audience has so far kept the best dancers in - it was only right to see off bookies' favourite Austin Healey, as he didn't quite measure up in the dance-off - and I think we would have got rid of hopeless John by now.

At least Austin's departure saves Tess Daly from embarrassing herself any more as she gushes over his 'guns'. She just wouldn't shut up about his muscles and his chest. If it had been a male presenter leching over a female contestant, and telling her to lift up her skirt or take off her top, the already over-sensitive BBC would have gone into meltdown.

The audience got it right too on The X Factor (yes, I know I said I wouldn't watch it again, but I couldn't help it). Diana wasn't up to scratch either, with her whiney voice, annoying hand mannerisms, bare feet and hair calling out for a brush.

The next one to go will have to be Eoghan. By bursting into tears, he proved he's just not old enough to cope with the knocks of showbiz.

Alexandra has to win. Let's just hope sanity prevails and we don't have a repeat of last year's fiasco when Leon Jackson somehow beat Rhydian.