It’s always joyous to see great thespian talent rewarded for giving us prized moments of escapism from this drear world. That is not the purpose of the National Television Awards, which reward different talents and which are voted for “…by you, the ordinary members of the public”. The winners are celebrities, and their levels of self-congratulation are only matched by their faux humility at having been voted for “…by you, the ordinary members of the public”, for which every one of them is “blessed” and which makes them feel “…so privileged”.
So huzzah at the success of Ant and Dec and IACGMOOH and Bradley Walsh (who can and should act more) and his quiz show, and amid the razzmatazz, a gong for Toby Jones who is a real Thesp and who was outstanding as Mr Bates in the eponymous ITV series about the Horizon scandal. (As an aside and without any carping, I thought his Robert Cecil in Elizabeth was superb, and billions of young people would only know that he was the voice of Dobby).
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