'All sizzle and no sausage.' My daily letters of complaint to Vicky Gill about the fit of Vito's trousers have obviously had an effect.
I thought it would be impossible to fancy him any more but Vito looking like he's been hanging out with Byron and Shelley at the Villa Diodati has had me doing that 'half your age plus 7 calculation' and, the good news is, I am almost not a perve.
Tickled by Pete's make-up being more Billy Smart than Joaquin Phoenix but I actually, for once, enjoyed his routine.
Punam as the woman from Haysi Fantayzee
Gorka as Inigo Montoya
Kai as a bassist from a mid-eighties goth-indie band
JB and Amy as Dexy's Midnight Runner ..... Beans
Carlos as Beth Rigby
Scrub off that green paint and Aljaz could have been bidding for a lock-up on Storage Wars.
Edvard Grieg did not look like that. Katie Durham would have kicked off.
Shayne giving heartfelt speeches about finally getting to be himself while dressed like Mozart dunked in Homepride self-raising flour. ❤
Who's going to get the most inappropriate slash fanfic: Anton and Craig or Sam and Nikita?
Bless Sam but she is far too straight and earnest to pull off camp (or jokes).
No group dance opening routine and a lot of the dances felt as if they were over before they'd begun. (I am so sad that I actually tried timing a couple of them and they were about 15 seconds shorter than usual.) I'm not keen on these changes that are making the show seem too abrupt and like it's losing its identity. Is Dave Arch's band much smaller than it used to be, too?