The show opens with a pro routine tribute to James Brown. Production makes one good decision in getting a professional hip-hop/soul dancer to lead everything up, rather than having one of the pros do it, then promptly undoes it all in a matter of seconds by having Anton be his second-in-command. ANTON. “Well it could have been worse” is only a suitable tribute to James Brown if you’re working from the angle that the man himself often turned up too mashed to perform. Aljaz and Janette also get a lot of focus but ANTON man, I don’t know.
Our special guest performers are Madness, singing a song about a grumpy old man who is big in the community and wishes life was like it was in the old days. But it’s NOT ABOUT LEN because this old man uses prostitutes regularly. I repeat NOT ABOUT LEN. Accompanying pros are Neil and Katya Jones. Slowly, surely, do they find work for our spare part pros. Slowly but surely. Len’s Lens meanwhile focuses on bigging up the Cliftons, with extensive segments devoted to zooming right in on their partners (Ore and Louise) footwork which of course is perfect. In the segments they choose to show. Also Darcey communicates what was wrong with Judge Ringer’s Viennese Waltz using only animalistic grunts. It’s quite something.
Our Bottom 2? Exactly what you thought it would be – Naga vs Anastacia. A question that was a little one-sided based on the night becomes even more so as Naga puts in one of the most phoned-in dance-off performances I’ve ever seen and gets summarily dispatched unanimously. Pasha then calls her his best student ever, because Natalie’s given him loan of her Ultimate Positivity gimmick for the week. In return, next week I’m going make a bunch of filthy sex jokes about her. You have been warned.