I don’t want to talk about Esperanza Gracia, my dearest Pisces, or even Esperanza Grasia, who I like even more, but last week I announced that it would be the last and last night we say goodbye to her. I didn’t expect that, for such a crazy percentage, he would only get 16% of the votes against Cristina’s 84%. I insist once again on how useless it is to demonstrate such disproportion. Is it worth it for that girl to have the feeling that Spain, the Spain that sees OT, understands me, doesn’t love her? Even his companions seemed genuinely moved, disconcerted and without fully understanding the situation.
The most complete was María Cruz, who chose to play to save herself Envy by Nathy Peluso. Faced with information that would have overwhelmed anyone, he was elegant and his confidence and sense of humor made the situation more bearable.
You didn’t have to be a fortune teller, just walk for five minutes hashtag who clarify every week where the shots will go. It was as predictable as if I said that in the comments to this news someone will ask themselves why we talk so much about OT and someone will make it clear that they don’t see those things. Tired, we are tired. Who thinks of talking about television formats in the television section? But how can I complain, if yesterday a very high percentage of the comments on Xavi Sancho’s excellent interview with Rosalía regretted that so much had been said about Rosalía, that for what purpose, they wondered, was attention still paid to the issue? We’ve only been listening to the album for four days and people are already tired of talking about the album. As if in this country we talk so much about music that we were already saturated with it. Hala, again the London Symphony Orchestra; Ugh, so many references to Tosca’s Vissi d’arte.
I also tell you that there are many protests, but I’m sure that more than one of those who complained attended the gala late and dedicated the live broadcast to watching Rosalía in The revolt. I saw it later and how amazing the little theater was at the beginning. Almodóvar, Carmena, Alexia Putellas… TVE flexing its muscles, as Rosalía literally taught later. How friendly and how natural, no academy teaches you that. He even challenged Broncano to arm wrestling, and it was clear that he was not the first to challenge the “balsamic diva”, as Ángeles Caballero christened her. Until recently in Spain seeing national stars being friendly, or rather, professional, was a rarity in promotion. And while the singer conquered the undisciplined audience of the program with smiles and cake, a winning combination, The anthill It served a very important function and made us understand who Andy is because this time there was no Lucas. Maybe they will never be there again until a check unites them in some Mediaset reality show. On Telecinco at that moment, clash bonfires were lit. Although today the only thing that would interest me would be the one facing Cayetano Rivera Ordóñez and the palm, and with a polygraph, if possible.
It was not necessary to have divinatory skills to predict the permanence of Cristina, who appears more and more victorious every day. He interpreted Gorge with sand by Cacho Castaña and at 18 he sang it as if he had been through two divorces and found solace only in absinthe and Gauloises. He gave one last look that not even Charo López could manage The joys and the shadows. they wanted acting and gave them for export. Some who missed last week’s gala will be wondering in shock what Cristina was doing there when she should have already picked up her last check, because let’s see who can outshine her right now. Who could have done that at some point?
Tonight there are nine left, half of those we saw at Gala Zero, and I confess that it took me more than a week to understand who was who. Something that I don’t remember happening to me even in that third edition of TVE that crowned Vicente Gui. There are good entries, but something is missing. At this point we can give up and recognize that this edition lacks personality, on the part of the competitors, the jury, the teachers and even the songs. Everything moves in a mediocre aura, without fanfare. There are no good guys to spread, there are no captivating personalities; I think of Amaia or even Violeta who acted as a guest star yesterday. I remembered, after seeing her, that at her first gala it was already clear that she was someone to watch out for, as was Paul Thin, who also visited the Academy this week. This year there are no memorable positive moments, nor vice versa; There are no disasters of those which also give juice to the edition. Let’s see who forgot to destroy Esther Aranda and Tania G Those of intuitionthe greatest pain a woman inflicted on Shakira until Clara Chía appeared. Cristina was introduced to Cacho Castaña tango at the age of 12 through Manu Guix and Ana Guerra. All the children you see today Operation Triumph Will you enthusiastically remember a Crespo performance in ten years’ time?
And it’s not like there weren’t exciting moments this week. Tinho, elegant for the first time; You can see that in the wardrobe they have given conditional freedom to good taste, and Olivia, have marked a very delicate reinterpretation of the mythical Cheek to cheek From top hat in Lady Gaga and Tony Bennett’s version in which they both shined. Less overwhelming, but correct, Crespo emulated Dani Fernández and his men You invited me to dance. Claudia Arenas, perhaps the competitor who has most evolved at the Academy, offered an impeccable version kiss me by Sixpence None The Richer, a song from the soundtrack of someone like you.
Téyou also had a song with a cinematic soul, the Honey, I love the way you do it by Peter Frampton, which has had a new life thanks to Bites of reality. Téyou wears some ornaments that are going to be there; It doesn’t seem like the show poses any challenge to her, but since she’s smart, she knew the song wasn’t in her favor because no matter how much fun you have, if the material doesn’t work for you, you’ll end up among the nominees. So it was, but it didn’t last long; What saved her were her classmates, that social barometer that tells us how things are going within the walls. What about Téyou might surprise you because he stands out even on autopilot, as he has done almost since he arrived. She is there so that those who make festival posters can learn to write her name. Guillo Rist and Lucia Casani received a double nomination for Sex on the beach by Alizzz and Amaia Romero. Guillo Rist! Anyone who missed it will tell me in shock. And I’m not saying it was an undeserved appointment. More dubious was that of Guille Toledano, who with the Like shrimp de Estopa was less flat than on other occasions, but the assessments of this jury are incomprehensible or directly contradictory.
The teachers saved Guillo by praising his camaraderie because something had to be said, and I’m starting to think that they chose reasons at random, leaving as candidates Lucía Casani, already an expert in these subjects, and Guille Toledano, who will face her first nomination because there isn’t much left and they will all end up passing the beam. The favorite was Olivia, who shows who can oppose that voice, that attitude and that elegance, but it’s less funny because, as usual, it was a maneuver orchestrated in the darkness of the networks. Such unanimity and docility take away the emotion and soul of the program; It is the fantasy of the inhuman tide of PluribusVince Gilligan’s new and very promising series on Apple TV, but how can I even think of talking about television in the television section.
