Some things haven’t changed from the British version of Got Talent.
There’s the smug judge on the right, the facially inarticulate judge in the middle, and Piers Morgan on the left (still desperately trying to make comprehensible words come out of his slimy, floppy-jawed mouth).
And now America’s got Talent strikes another BGT-like chord: last night, an aesthetically displeasing lady with terrible hair lumbered onto the stage and sang a song a bit better than you’d thought she would.
They’re obviously nicking all our ideas. Which is depressing, as it means that fifteen dancing twatpuppets will win the thing.