For the last 10 yearsStrictly Come Dancingscreened every fall
Eleven names have been confirmed for the new series this week. Former Arsenal and England player Tony Adams, gold medal-winning Paralympic swimmer Ellie Simmons, actor and presenter Kim Marsh, and comedians Ellie Taylor and Jade Adams.
But despite weeks of promised glitz and pomp, nothing but condolences to me. An antiquated relic that embodies an age of television we're better off forgetting. This mood is made worse by amateur her musicians singing theDirty Dancingsoundtrack and an off-key version of "Monster Mash" on her Halloween special. budget making.
Of course, we understand that many Saturday nights gathering around TV screens and eating takeout from Wraps is sacred. A weekly ritual to share with your family. I too have enjoyed these moments when I was a teenager (when I wasn't desperately bored and texting friends desperately for a way out).
The last time I saw Strictly properly was in 2011.Growing up admiring McFly, I was keen to watch drummer Harry Judd do everything from Cha. to Chacharumba. Even then, my bluntness wasn't lost, but my views were blinked and my parents' phone bills from the endless stream of votes were hefty. I celebrated his victory like he was my firstborn at the sports day. Every time I glance at my mother's TV, the format seems to have changed very little since its inception. 2004. The only difference is the absence ofSir Bruce Forsythe.
Is that why it's so popular? After all, people love a little nostalgia. But now, with so many choices at our fingertips, the idea of being forced to watch a glorified talent show by the BBC (and ITV) when the weather turns is more restrictive than ever.
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I am not against dancing. In fact, it was a pretty positive idea for Beebe to bring a camp show like this to mainstream television. But like the Blackpool Promenade and the famous ballroom where the final was once played, everything feels worn down.
Due to the lackluster format, the only The drama and excitement of is when someone stumbles, causes a scandalous incident, and proves"strictly curse". During a live performance of an artist absurdly chaotic as you are surrounded by professional dancers doing jibes.
Worse are all the auxiliary toshes. As if the hours-long live show wasn't enough, you have to put up with all the waffles that come with it. Why should we analyze the dance we saw only a short time ago? And backstage chatter? I couldn't come up with a better example of filler TV when I tried.
