
So it's over for another year. The Scorpion household enjoyed it again, down to our daily fixes of It Takes Two, and we're looking forward to next year. How can the BBC make Strictly Come Dancing better?
Talk of replacement has centred round Bruce Forsyth (not easy), but this household would replace Len Goodman. Goodman's main offence is not his gratuitous smuttiness on a family show, or his laughably perverse marking, but his know-all rudeness in regularly interrupting the other judges and arguing with them. Len Goodman has become a liability to Strictly Come Dancing and the BBC should replace him.
Press interest gives participants the opportunity to behave badly outside the studio and get noticed. Two of the judges, Len Goodman and Craig Revel Horwood, branded women viewers as "emotionally challenged" and claimed they were voting for male dancers on the basis of "a bit of eye candy". What sensible celebrity rubbishes their audience?
Craig Revel Horwood in particular has castigated viewers for not casting votes based on the dances. If that was what the BBC wanted, then they shouldn't have kept the phone lines open all week and encouraged viewers to "get voting" on the basis of new dances they hadn't seen yet. It would have been interesting to see this aired on It Takes Two, but the programme doesn't do meat.
It was also reported that Dominic Littlewood claimed the show was rigged, with the judges deciding their scores before the programme was even broadcast. Not only is this particularly unprofessional in someone who works for the BBC (on the One Show), the allegation seems impossible. Nonetheless, it's eye-opening to see celebs parade their stupidity, whether it's Dominic in Strictly, Vincent Simone hoping his professional partner will lose, or contestants in I'm a Celebrity without the faintest idea of what 10% of 60 is, or unable to spell "height". Yet they seem to get through life.
The final brought the right result, with votes for Matt Di Angelo (not his real name) probably not encouraged by the repeated sightings of his gum chewing yobbo brothers. We probably know more about Alesha Dixon's background than we wanted to thanks to cashing in by a rogue brother and her ex-husband, but at least they weren't on display, unlike the yobbo brothers.
But there were many pleasures through the weeks, not least Bruce himself and the bubbly Claudia. The limited Tess provided perhaps the most toe-curling moment of the series right at the end, asking Matt and Flavia if they would "continue to see each other" (what!?).
If there's one big thing the BBC needs to improve in the next series it's the camerawork. It reached its nadir during the final when the two couples danced the Viennese Waltz simultaneously. But during most dances we probably saw the footwork for no more than 70% of the time. The director seems to think we need repeated close-ups and different shots, when in our household at least we just want full length shots of the couples dancing all the time, please. This may not be very interesting for the director, but far too often the clumsy attempts to provide clever camerawork lessened our enjoyment.
Nonetheless - and with all the showbiz bromide we had to sit through - Strictly Come Dancing has been hugely enjoyable again.












