It Takes Two : Tuesday

An approximation of an earlier conversation.
Fellow-Strictly-Watcher : I really like Hayley
Me : Oh, I don't! She and Mark are so dull!
FSW : I'm suprised you don't like Hayley. She's so pretty!
M : Perhaps I am not as shallow as everyone thinks! ... also she's blonde.


Last week I was wondering why no one had informed poor-new-girl-Hayley of the Acting Coach Technique for improving performance. Apparently she already knew though. I couldn't work out if they had had an acting coach in, were going to get one in, or if Hayley had gone one step further and enrolled Mark onto some sort of month-long course.

Seriously, when I become a strictly pro dancer, (that BBC call is going to come any day now, I'm sure!) there are three things that I would do in the first week.

1. Acting lesson(s)
2. Ballet lessons
3. Make them watch past highly scoring dances on the show and good examples of the dances for the pro world, so they knew what on earth the dance was supposed to look like. (For example, how much headbanging a traditional tango has in it, to pull an example out of this air...)



I'm very glad to see Erin on the show. Previous years' ITT have often been missing Erin, presumably a combination of her having the highest number of hours training and having celebs that live far away. (Willie - Scotland, Peter - Manchester, Colin - Cardiff) This year she doesn't seem to be high up the training hours table - I suppose Austin's injuries make it tricky - and I wonder if she finally got a Londoner. Long may it continue, I say.



It was nice to Anton again, though I find Flavia most of what Flavia says to be a)agreeing with whoever else just spoke, b)something we were all very clear about anyway, or c)not at all interesting. Am I just biased? I was sad that it wasn't an Anton&Karen panel, I like Karen much more and she has very clear and often controversial/differing opinions about thing. Fingers crossed she turns up on Craig's mid-week report.


(Does anyone know why blogger refuses to allow me to remain signed in, no matter how many times I click the 'remember me' button? I don't think it's a cookies issue, plenty of other sites remember me.)

What is this blog about?

TV. TV. Some more TV. Probably some films. Books, occasionally.

I created this initally to blog about Strictly Come Dancing. Occasionally I will have some thoughts about other TV. I am a big sci-fi, and generally am hugely disappointed by current tv. I love Babylon 5, The X-Files, Star Trek of various incarnations, Farscape,

I also have found myself become a bit obsessed with other reality tv, such as Project Runway/Catwalk, Masterchef, Come Dine With Me. Actually, my love of cookery programs goes back a while. I also kept up with the past seasons of the America's So You Think You Can Dance, which I might talk about sometimes.

I love reading but am much less likely to have solid opinions about books.


A bit about me?

I'm gay, so quite a bit of this blog will be about how beautiful women on TV are sometimes. There may also be some enthusing about how Arelene and Erin (and other seeminly random couples) have True-Completely-Made-Up-Gay-Love for each other. Obviously these opinions are my own and bear no reflection of, well, reality, least of all the sexuality/activities of the people involved. It is done with complete affection and a great deal of respect for all involved. (And a fair amount of wishful thinking!) Until TV gets over the insistance of male/female dance couples and lets some male/male and female/female dancing happen, expect it to continue.

I've made it sound like being gay is my defining feature. Which it's not. But it does greatly influence how I view TV.

Other things about me: I have had some ballroom and latin lessons, so I am occasionally able to judge the dancing with authority, especially in the early weeks. This doesn't mean I'm right, merely that I recognised that step, omg! I can totally have an opinion! etc.

I can't think of anything else that mmight be important. Work, family etc won't really be mentioned here. Because it's dull.