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“This is a singing competition, not a song choosing competition.”
Well, I think we all gathered from last night’s events that this just isn’t the case, with poor Craig getting the boot. And why? Because Gary picked the wrong song for him. As Louis correctly said (yes, I am actually agreeing with Louis), ‘Licence to Kill’ isn’t even a good Bond song. It’s flat, unmemorable, and few people can actually remember the film itself. (It’s the uber-serious one where Timothy Dalton kills everyone who smiles, and discovers he’s Gary Barlow’s half-brother). Yes, Craig did sing well, but the song’s so poor that it was difficult for him to invest much energy or emotion into the performance.
I was genuinely surprised that Amelia was in the bottom, though, as she’s only just come back (I thought I best mention that just in case she hadn’t…) but, like Craig, she was let down by poor song choice. All I could hear during her performance was Aretha Franklin. And Amelia is no Aretha, let me tell you. Also, how has Tulisa not heard that song before? Has she been living in Dappy’s cave for the last 20 years?
Despite being disappointed for Craig, I immensely enjoyed Movie Night, which brought its usual giggles, as Little Risk, Little Misk (um, hold on, I’ll just ask Louis what they’re called…) sang a song from Set It Off. That’s right. Set. It. Off. That 90s classic that we all adore and quote lines from. (Great performance, though; I’m thinking they’ve got a very good chance of winning.)
There were also a few twists in the tale, as we built up to Misha singing a classic Whitney Houston song from The Bodyguard and Marcus singing a classic from Ghostbusters, only to learn that it wasn’t those classics that anybody with a shred of sanity would have been thinking of.
That aside, it was nice to see the, again, faultless Misha get through, though it’s debatable as to if this was because of her performance, or because of the sob story that was so eloquently thrust down our throats. As for Marcus, I really think he should have gone this weekend. He’s very likeable, but what kind of artist is he, really? Stumped after the judges were bored with his 50s rock performances, he decided to make some changes this week, but not such severe changes that people wouldn’t know it was him. So, of course, the natural progression for him was to perform with a gospel choir. Said choir were terrific, but if not for the pink jacket I don’t think I would have even noticed Marcus was there.
Janet, on the other hand, delivered a super performance on her own, but she would have got through whatever she’d done. Not only does she have a very loyal fanbase, she’s also got the whole of Ireland behind her, and Irish, Scottish and Welsh contestants make the final when they’re not even good (note: the MacDonald Brothers).
The only problem with this year’s contestants is that, unlike previous years, I’m not fervently supporting one of them. Last year, I spent weeks raving about the lovely, extraordinarily talented Rebecca Ferguson, and when I saw her again on Sunday, I realised how much this year’s competition is lacking someone like her. Rebecca, if you’re reading this, I really hope your career takes off. (Unfortunately, you’ll no doubt be outpaced by Rihanna, who very kindly jumped along to her CD for our delight.)
Next week, who knows what will happen. All I know so far is that they’re singing two songs each and its motown week! Well at least that’s one up from Songs That Have Been Released on CD Week. The sad thing is that at least three of them wouldn’t even manage to stick to that.
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