Britain Seeks The Superstar

Britain’s Got Talent started up a new season last night on British TV and I was glued to the box, watching it via satellite. As regular readers of this blog will know, I am a big fan despite my constant criticism of everything to do with the show, from the incomprehensible dialect spoken by hot hosts Ant and Dec to the capabilities of various performers and the attitude of the judges.

And today I’m moaning, amongst other things, about the title. Although the show is called Britain’s Got Talent, I think the last thing it’s actually looking for is talent. So many of the acts presenting are loaded with talent but get buzzed off, often before they can even complete the gig. Others manage to finish and have the audience and myself cheering and egging them on, and maybe even one or two judges give them a Yes. But they need at least three Yesses to get through (under the new system, there are four judges) and so they don’t make it through to the next round. What the show actually seems to be doing is looking for a superstar rather than proclaiming that the country has talent. Hell, some of the acts don’t even come from Britain!