Movie Week continues and is automatically a little bit less amazing for including Len’s singing during the Len’s Glans segment. It does somewhat make up for it with Bruno openly BOGGLING at Kristina’s arse, but as a segment I don’t know if it ever truly rises above flat Cockney grunting of “Saturday Night At The Movies”. Chelsee gets pimped, Holly gets pimped, Harry gets pimped, Alex gets picked at again, and Kristina gets pimped with a subtle side-order of “well done Jason for ruining it and putting her in the bottom two.”. Because that’s where she is, crying and vibrating and looking ready to cut EVERYONE. Jason is there as well, obviously, and would quite like to talk about his journey and how proud he is of what he’s produced as Kristina’s brain spurts out her ears.
Pro-dances are both very old-fashioned, as they were last night. It’s not that I MISS Artem & Katya bopping around as characters from ultra-violent Quentin Tarrantino films as part of Saturday Night prime-time BBC 1 teatime entertainment. Oh alright, it is. But we get an extensive tribute to Old Hollywood in the form of a Vincent/Flavia, Brenda/Natalie and Anton/Erin Very Classy Dance of Classiness, and an extensive (…maybe a tad too extensive) and very good Charleston by Artem/Aliona, James/Ola, and Robin/Kristina. Both very good dances, although obviously my troth is pledged to Team Ka$ha and Bratalie’s dance forever, so I can admit nothing solid.
Our special guest performance is Alfie Boe, doing an operatic Bond medley. Which works about as well as that sounds. He’s brought his own dancers as well. Ditto.
So who else is in the Bottom Two? Robbie Savage, as it suddenly turns out that everyone is polling more than Jason Donovan, probably, which is a turn of events that would have seemed bizarre in Week 1, but here we are. Still, Robbie winds up going home, just to top off the near-perfection of Movie Week. It’s not quite Widdy finally leaving, but I’ll take it.
Next Week : DOUBLE ELIMINATION! Anyone could go! Except probably Harry…