Saturday, 22 December 2012

22.12.12 Strictly Come Dancing Final

Please, please, please [which according to Bruce, rhymes with Denise !!!] can someone at the BBC confirm that Bruce Forsythe will be sent to a donkey sanctuary for his well-overdue retirement.  I am not sure that I can endure any more input from him.

Sadly for Dani Harmer this week, she was not as good and had to be the first to go.  The other three were pretty even.

At the restart, it was no great surprise to see a Charleston from Deneeze, or to see it get a score of 40.  Then Kimberley Walsh managed to score 40 as well for an equally good performance (a score that we received after some further formulaic input and questioning from Tess Daly).  Then it was the turn of Louis to score 40, and cause issues on how to make comparisons between a male and two female performers; not quite as difficult to do as it is for Dancing On Ice.  The fact that he chose the Charleston as well meant it was easy for me to compare it with Denise's effort and it wasn't as good except he's a gymnast and can do things that aren't actually dancing to gain extra applause and marks.  On cue, the judges produced the scores and . . . oh dear . . . Craig spoils things with a 9 to give a third score of 39.

I was about to phone my vote though when Tess provided some fantastic and helpful advice: "Remember, dial carefully."  Driver carefully, possibly, or use a cutthroat razor with care, but not dial a fucking phone number, for fuck's sake!  I joke of course - as if I was going to waste money with a call!

Sadly the BBC had to provide Robbie Williams with another opportunity to prove to us all he cannot sing.  His dire and strained bollocks was a low point in the music, which is generally rather good from the house band and singers.  Why does Robbie get this exposure when I can kick the dog to get that sort of awful whine?

Looking at the best bits was overdone.  We we-re-recapped and at last we got to the result, with the programme being in the region of 20 minutes too long , or at least past the point of respectability.  This wasn't the Olympics!

"It's that time we've all been waiting for."   Yes, Tess, thanks . . . . .

Louis wins, with Flavia.  Nice chaps.


[Bruce demonstrated repeatedly his bouncer skills with "Back off, back off, back off, back off" to the other dancers when they went to congratulate the winners]

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