Late to the party. Work is the stuff that gets in the way of my viewing pleasure.
I wasn’t surprised at the result (although Emmaeyes was lucky - eye got a ten eye got a ten eye got a ten eye got a ten - it is all about meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!)
I feel nowt when Karim and Saff dance. For an emosh dance I felt nowt until he cuddled his mam.
I felt joy at Kelvin’s - it wasn’t my cup of tea but I felt JOY. I felt joy for Chris and the frankly beautiful Karen - he put his little dick dastardly chin on and gave it rootytoot and despite the nature of it I still felt joy. Not so much with Alex but you get caught up in with her and Nelly.
Saff’s Dad doing the grippy cheeked glares when she got her feedback. And I feel for her because I think AJ is of the same steely ilk. For a lass with no dancing feels she has done really well - and would have excelled if she’d have made folk feel something.
I think Karim is the same. And I think that will be his downfall. And Amy. I’m not feeling her either. The determination is not oozing out of every pore but pishing out. It isn’t appealing. There was pure rage shining out this week when they had to dance off.
This might well be about technique but for me, dance should make you feel something. Art of any form should make you feel something.
My final 3 would be Chris, Alex and Kelvin for that reason.
And wee Ellie was just wonderful. Beautiful lines. Beautiful. And Oti. (Got moist eyed)
Oh! For that amount of bendiness. I can barely hoist my kneeling self off the floor. The shame of it.