"Cyrus didn't come across as a good singer. In fact, when massacring the soulful tear-jerker My Darlin', she sounded like a very bad one. She can belt 'em out - a cover of her godmother Dolly Parton's Jolene proved that - but the wild oscillations of the other songs, from dance-pop to rap to rock, lay well beyond her range."
It wasn't her voice that worried the Mirror's Alison Phillips, rather the show's "sex, drugs and the vilest swear words" served up to an audience who "still need help crossing the road".
She adds: "There is nothing ground-breaking or edgy about what she is doing. She has simply joined the world's oldest profession - selling sex to make money. And I'm not buying it."
Annabel Cole, who - through "a mixture of naivety and ignorance" - took her 15-year-old daughter along, writes in the Mail: "Only 20 minutes into the show, I was wincing so much I wished we hadn't come at all."
For her it was the "deeply cynical conflating of extremes - childish playfulness and suggestive cavorting" that made her most uneasy.
So has Cyrus "gone Mileys too far"? Yes, according to the Sun's Jen O'Brien, who argues that the "her need to shock seems to be taking over from the music". However, colleague Lia Nicholls argues otherwise: "I haven't been so entertained at a gig for a long, long time. Remove the gimmicks and you've still got a star with an amazing presence and incredible voice."
And the Times's Lisa Verrico - who rated the show as four-of-of-five - believed the "two-hour pop-art extravaganza felt fresh, fun and oddly innocent", adding: "Metaphorically speaking, that famous tongue was firmly in its cheek."
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