The Greatest Dancer

This was one of those shows that the BBC promote to the hilt, make out it's going to be the best thing since sliced bread, and then quietly admit later that it wasn't as good as it should have been.

The talent is all there, but it's all pieces of a puzzle that has been put together better before, and elsewhere.

For whatever reason, the BBC just don't seem to do this show well, and this was another fine example.

It ran for two series, and although the BBC probably claimed that the reason for this not running longer was due to the pandemic, the truth is it just was never anything better than just 'ok'.

Jog on if you're looking for high level, top of the dance school trained dancers. TGD offers up feel good, cheesy back stories with performances that crescendo, hopefully, with the votes of the audience triggering 'the mirrors' of the studio opening. The judges are amply enthusiastic and constructive whilst the hosts supply the audience with in the moment reactions from family and fans.

We'll see what future shows offer but for now it's feel good fun for the drab winter!

Designed for mass appeal at the lowest level. Simon Cowell has found the saddest of back stories, the cheesiest acts beyond processed cheese, plus a total corn field. Obviously he thought this low low formula is rock solid. But maybe he has set the bar too low this time. Can only hope!

It has really grown on me. I find it very entertaining, great Sat night viewing, although they do need to get rid of the receptionist bit during the auditions...that's a little annoying.

This was just horrible and my sympathy goes to the dancers, some of whom did have talent. The format is derivative and the whole concept was a bit exploitative! It was just an excuse for fake tears and emotions from the judges. Saturday night TV has reached a new low.