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Take last Saturday's opening segment, where they took a girl out of the audience and plonked her on the studio floor, shivering with nerves. They got her to talk about her close relationship with her parents and how hard she found it when she went away without them on a summer-long holiday with her boyfriend to south-east Asia and Australia over the summer. So far, so Cilla. Then, snap – turns out she needn't have actually missed them as the show had flown her parents out to Bangkok, so they could wander round in the restaurant where she celebrated her birthday, and then to New Zealand, so mum could go sky-diving at the same place she did. Her parents and a camera crew even flew on the same plane back as them, posing as air stewards. And then to top it all off, the boyfriend, whom she thinks is now working in New York, appears on the show and proposes.David Fincher can fuck off if he thinks he's had to pull off anything as difficult as that.
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Ant and Dec have a sense of timing, a feeling for jokes, that you can only get having spent the past twenty years being filmed on mostly live television interacting with one other person. To see the secret of their success, just look at the one who isn't talking in any link. Everything about their expression, their reactions, their timing, is perfect. Great actors can make that happen after countless takes on set. Ant and Dec do it live on TV most weeks of the year.The Brits proved that Ant and Dec are from another era, before TV presenters were discovered on Instagram, and great telly meant lengthy, cinematic US dramas about gangsters. They'll never have a Netflix series. They'll never have a HBO special. But on Saturday nights, in their own domain, they are better than anything else on telly.The James Corden stitch-up felt like the start of a Kathryn Bigelow film.
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