Say what you like about the state of the British tabloid
newspaper and what ‘it’ regards as ‘news’ currently but it doesn’t pick a front
page story if it isn’t going to engross a potential reader into picking up the
paper and then parting with some change to read said story.
And lo, it came to past yesterday that a dispute between a middle-aged
man, a septuagenarian man, a woman that says “beautiful” a lot and two TV shows and TV
channels was splashed across the front page of the Daily Mirror as the “battle
of primetime, Saturday talent shows” started to warm up.
This is the TV equivalent of Blur vs Oasis back in 1995 with
Amanda Holden launching a “death slur” at Sir Tom Jones (“death slur” certainly
being an out of proportion description), Jones biting back about the essential purity
of his show and Cowell sitting back ala Sir Alex Ferguson, pulling the strings
and making his puppety rivals, and indeed his own puppety people, do exactly what he wants them
to do; generate some 'buzz'.
But here’s the thing, ITV and Cowell are obviously rattled
by the BBC’s challenger for two reasons. Firstly, Cowell sat out Britain’s Got Talent last year in what
was widely perceived to be a failure of a series but whose launch still got
more peak viewers than last night's party starter. You don’t return from the USA to bolster
a show that was still pulling in the viewers if there isn’t an exterior
challenge to your superiority.
Secondly, Britain’s
Got Talent historically began towards the end of April, reaching a overblown conclusion as May drew to a close. This time around, it began on exactly the
same day as The Voice was launched,
presumably in a bid to nullify the
effect of the latter reaching its final stages when the former begins in
earnest. It’s all about viewer numbers of course.
But, well, actually, it isn’t now, what with on-demand services
and Sky+. The figures may show that Britain’s
Got Talent had a higher peak audience and that The Voice had more viewers in the 20-minute slot in which both
shows were being broadcast but all of that is neither here nor there as, in the
world of Sky+ and on-demand, people can and will watch both shows.
There is no real winner here. Britain’s Got Talent will inevitably get a higher peak viewing
figure as it’s in the optimum slot where people are not eating dinner, the kids are
still awake, people on a night out are still at home and so on.
The Voice probably
got that 20-minute slot of dominance as viewers wanted to watch the end of it
whilst Sky+-ing through the adverts of Britain’s
Got Talent to catch up. One wonders whether advertisers will continue to
pay extortionate fees to advertise on Britain’s
Got Talent if so many viewers of both shows (4 million or so with some
basic maths and assumptions using these figures) can Sky+ through the adverts to catch up with the broadcast (hence the peak five-minute slot being around 9pm) or go on-demand, but that’s another story.
The really interesting part to come out of last night is just
how different two things that are essentially the same can be.
The Voice has made
a big song and dance out of its format of the ‘coaches’ (like judges but not) not
being able to see the contestant and so judging them solely on their voice (an admittedly
ingeniously simple idea in marketing and pitching terms). This concept of it as
a ‘nice’ alternative to Britain’s Got
Talent´ is continued as very few acts are sent home and even the ones that
are packed off are lavishly complimented on their talent and given a handshake from will.I.am for their troubles. Perhaps the only
nasty thing about it is the logo
which occasionally gets spun around over the visuals, inferring a solid “up
yours” directed at Cowell in the most ostentatious attempt at subtlety ever and
the balls-out lying about there being no sob-stories. There was. Lots.
On the other end of the scale, Britain’s Got Talent powers on over the seas of ordinary people’s
dreams, captained by the Dark Lord Cowell, crushing the hopes of people all
around the country with said people giving up their time voluntarily for the
privilege. Even the good ones are ridiculed for their looks before they display
their depths of talent (note Jonathan the operatic singer last night), showing
how Black Mirror wasn’t a dystopian
parody but actually a documentary about contemporary life (to paraphrase a
Daily Mail line about 1984). But hey,
come on, we don’t always like ourselves for it but we come back every week as
it crushing a soul underneath a size-9 does make some good TV. Michael McIntyre
was just too nice and we can’t be having that so back came Cowell and in came
David Walliams who does a good line in bastardry beneath the cheeky exterior.
In many ways the two shows complement each other perfectly
and in whichever order one watches them (Sky+ again) can probably provide you
with an insight into what kind of person you are. If you watch The Voice first, you need the dream
destroying aspect of Britain’s Got Talent
to get over all of the faux-niceties of the former. Meanwhile, observing them
vice versa provides you with a nice fluffy detox. It’s all up to you.
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