The timely death of Reality TV

Saturday, 10 January 2009

I am the first to admit that reality TV grabs my eyeballs by the squishy bit and reels me in, hook line and sinker. However, I don't think I'm the only one who's getting just a little bit bored of the format. I caught the latest Celebrity Big Brother last night, after fervently swearing to myself 'that I wouldn't watch that trash if someone paid me - but being nosy and tuning in anyway' and surprisingly found it dreadfully dull. Let's be honest, we've seen it all before... literally. I can't count how many times I've willed the page three girl to be booted out in the first round because of the sheer amount of air between her ears, and the times I've rooted for the cheeky Scouser who appears 'real' and down-to-earth... how many more times can the producers use this exhausted line-up before the public ditches it? I think we're just all too lazy to protest. It's mildly entertaining and we don't need to exert too much brain power to follow it. But I won't take it anymore!! I quit, and I urge you all to join me. We need to do other things; turn off the box when this mind-numbing mush elbows its way into the schedules and have friends round or go out for a walk or play board games. (Irish snap is currently a favourite... although don't play if you have a disposition to blood) OK, rant over. Just get a life and stop watching the stuff.


Sam Lee 11 February 2009 at 23:49  

Well put. Amen to that indeed.

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