Guilty Pleasures
We all have them. For some people it might be reading trashy true-crime books; for others, Tim Tams, or the music of Britney 'trainwreck' Spears. For me, it's the reality TV program Big Brother. Cease your moaning; I know it's vacuous crap - that's the whole point!
I also know that it's got progressively more dull and tedious year by year - which is why I'm going to be watching the launch show tonight, given that the producers seem to have finally cottoned on to the fact that their formula had become more than just a tad formulaic. Cue: shouting at the television, despairing at just how moronic some people are, and excitedly texting friends to share what knobs some of this year's crop of housemates are sure to be.
I'm also hoping they bring back the voyeuristic pleasure which was Big Brother Uncut, but that's a whole other post unto itself...
I also know that it's got progressively more dull and tedious year by year - which is why I'm going to be watching the launch show tonight, given that the producers seem to have finally cottoned on to the fact that their formula had become more than just a tad formulaic. Cue: shouting at the television, despairing at just how moronic some people are, and excitedly texting friends to share what knobs some of this year's crop of housemates are sure to be.
I'm also hoping they bring back the voyeuristic pleasure which was Big Brother Uncut, but that's a whole other post unto itself...
Comments
I'm twittering the series (I blogged it last year), so I'm even more tragic than you.
When the 1st series was broadcast, I was in rehearsals for a show I was directing and missed almost the whole phenomenon. One day one of the actors asked me if we could end rehearsals early because they were kicking someone out on the show in a surprise eviction. I gave in and said, 'ok, let's see what this is about'. I was hooked after that.
The best moment in the UK was when the Portuguese transsexual won in 2004. Fantastic!