Dear Diary,
I LOVE this show. Because it's great and awful, in equal measures. Awful because it divides me and Mum to the point where we spend about half an hour arguing over who should win and why. Awful because Bruce Forsyth's jokes are about the most appallingly un-funny thing on television - he throws them out on the floor where they lie there feebly flipping like dead fish, as the audience makes a noise between a laugh and a suicidal groan. You can almost imagine the cameraman desperately holding up a "LAUGH!!!" sign. Awful because Arlene Philips is there - shrieking everything she says in that voice, she is the most supremely annoying thing I've seen (or heard) on the small screen. Everytime she gives her score, I have to get my earmuffs out.
Craig Revel-Horwood: "Eight."
Arlene Philips: "SEVENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
God, someone PLEASE shut her up!!!
The metaphors. Sometimes you have to wonder if it really IS filmed live, the amount of metaphors the judges use to convey their opinions. Some are ok, some are just plain cringe-worthy.
Jessie Wallace - I'm sure she's a lovely person, but damn, she looked like some kind of alien. What WAS that hairdo?!
Brendon Cole - I'm sure under all that professional dancer-ism lurks a serial killer. Such aggression sometimes..... it's quite alarming.
Seeing a dance that I think is absolutely out-of-this-world magnificent, thinking they are certain to get 10's, and then the professional judges saying it was awful and wrong and giving them 7's. That makes me feel slightly strange inside.
The John Sargent saga. As with Russell Brand and Johnathon Ross - GET THE HELL OVER IT!!
But the show is great - because it's sheer entertainment. It kicks the shit out of Big Brother, being that it's a show based on talent, and inspires people all up and down the country to take up ballroom dancing, which can only be a good thing.
The costumes - oustanding beyond all belief. I go green everytime someone walks onto the stage, such is the amount of sequins and beauty in those dresses. Although you have to wonder how paranoid the women get about close-range gusset-flashing every time they do a lift or a high kick..... Or if the men worry about getting slightly..... excited, given how close they get, and how sensual the moves get, hehe.
The moves. Anything that can give you such goosebumps is surely a good thing. Unless it's a ghost, or cold, I suppose.
As to the dancers - I love Tom. He's got the likeability, and gives off the impression that he's having a ball and a half. His Fred Astaire leaping made me actually gasp out loud - not to mention his gorgeous cheeky face.
Austin - I literally cannot believe he went out. He was amazing. First off - his muscles alone. Why would you NOT vote them in??! Second, he seems like such a lovely family man, not to mention a rugby player. Who doesn't LOVE a rugby player??! The man has a body dreams are made of, and he clearly knows what to do with it, he can dance like a MOTHER...... and his Paso Doble' was simply outstanding. Plus, the man can wear hot pink, and still be as masculine as Arnold Schwarzeneggar putting up a shed whilst drinking Budweiser and having sex.
Rachel - I want her to win. And I think she can with both hands tied behind her back. I simply love her - not just because I'm an ex die-hard S Club 7 fan. The woman is gorgeous, and every dance she has done has been brilliant, in my opinion. The chemistry between her and Vincent melts the TV - even if Vincent's constant hammed-up Italien-ism and unrequited love theme verges into the pantomime, especially when he took her to that romantic restaurant to get her in the mood:
(Afterwards)
RACHEL: "If they don't believe we're in love after that, they never will!"
VINCENT: "But Rachel....... we ARE in love!" (*face*)
Their Rhumba was so erotic it shoud've been screened after the watershed..... and if that weren't enough, Rachel is a born actress. Her dancing faces are incredible - you really believe that she's feeling the emotion of what she's doing. Besides - All 10's? Speaks for itself.
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