Bridgets,
I don't actually watch a lot of main stream telly. (If you know me, all I seem to do is schedule my week-end around sporting events ) ...sigh...
So when I do flick over the mainstream television stations - all I seem to witness are Simon Cowley inspired "so you can dance?" "so you think you can sing", "so you dare think, just walk that cat walk ,,,grrprrrr".
And even though these shows seems to be about absolutely nothing - ie a plain old modelling interview - well they will draw it out for 10 weeks, with half of America turning out for the grand finale..... Seriously.... that is weird. If you told me back in high school , that this would television in 2010, I'd be thinking the Jetsons - foreign.
Ironically the Jetson seem to metamorphosing from all sides - taking pills instead of real food, the space dog (Kamagochie, Japan and its fake dog fettish) and women who all look like clones due to plastic.
The even weirder thing on all of these "reality shows" - sorry a little non-reality for my meagre life - is when they pan to the participants - they are always crying, either being striped to pieces (and I really feel sooo sorry for them and have to change the station) or they are crying because it is the "best week of their life, etc" (and I feel it is too melodramatic and change). Hence my impression of these shows is funky, surreal gen why why (y-y) relating through song, voice and movement (and these shows really arent for me).
Wow, pretty profound for Bridget!
Bridget
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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