It doesn't matter that Tony Blair dragged us into an illegal and immoral war, or that he smarmed up to 'big business' and hung the rest of us out to dry via New Labour because he had a winning smile and did that sketch with Catherine Tate. Awww bless!
It's much the same story with weekly bile fest The X Factor. Every week the search for a talented singer / performer with that special 'x factor' is over-shadowed by the search for the contestant we like the most. Am I wrong in thinking this isn't what a talent contest should be about?
The contestant's family / back story are focussed on as much as their actual ability, which makes the actual performance seem pointless. Why else would those hideous twins still be there!? They're 'entertaining' like Timmy Mallet is entertaining; might make you chuckle, but mostly just creeps you out. Then tonight we had Stacey singing a flat version of a Disney song...for Big Band week...hmmm. But the crappy song choice aside, all the judges seemed to comment on was how 'nice' she is. Then the adorable simpleton voice kicks in and everyone coos like they're watching a dumb puppy walking into a patio door.
I guess this is what counts now; likable characters, regardless of actual talent. Paul McCartney is referred to as being a bit of a twat (a friend of mine, a scouser, says he looks 'shifty and doesn't have a nice face'). But...he gave us 'Yesterday' and 'Let It Be'. If he turned up on a contest like The X Factor the fact that he is a musical genius would pale compared to whether he was likable or not. Maybe if he put on a thicker scouse accent and talked about his working class background, he'd get to the quarter finals. "This song is called 'Hey Jude'...and it's dedicated to me Ma". Awwwwww bless!!
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