Monday, 7.30pm, Seven I must admit to not having seen an awful lot of this year’s X-Factor. I recently found myself quite deeply invested in Nine’s The Voice, so when it finally finished and this came around, like a lot of others I was a bit over all the sturm und drang of big-budget singing contests. However, The X-Factor is rating well and, just as The Voice did, tonight the program moves into live performance mode. The faithful have watched auditions, they’ve seen their favourites put through boot camps and visits to mentors such as Alicia Keys and One Direction. Now there are 12 enduring talents ready to show Australia whether they have the X factor. Or not. expensive suits say magnificent things to each other, such as: ‘‘ Why don’t you check out the corner of 81st and kiss my ass.’’ Travis Tanner (Eric Close, Without a Trace, Taken) is back in town and has his sights set firmly on central Suits character Harvey Specter (Gabriel Macht). New evidence has turned up in an old case and Tanner’s firm is suing Pearson Hardman for fraud. Suits is not as camp as Boston Legal or Ally McBeal, but it is not without a certain appeal, a New York state of mind, if you will. she turns up drunk at his apartment to scream at him that he humiliates her in public whenever he isn’t ignoring her. Naturally they sleep together without emotion. It’s as mental as The Black Swan.