It's that time of the year again - Blooming Big Brother. Now on its eight season, this series promises to be more bizarre and mind-numbing than ever. Even after the scandal that beset the previous celebrity version of the of the show, Big Brother has maintained a loyal (if erratic) following.
For the life of me, I don't know why people spend hours and hours watching people do nothing. At least with a normal TV show, there's a plot, a developed storyline and interesting characters. With this kind of reality TV, where there is no goal apart from winning the prize money at whatever the cost, it all seems totally pointless.
This year, we have an all-famale house, and the last I hear, they're going to introduce a man into the picture. Wow, great! How very exciting indeed.
Unfortunately for me, everyone I come in contact with is watching the show. It's in the papers, on telly, in people's conversation, it's even on Facebook! I guess I'll just have to grin and bear it for the next 12 weeks. But if anyone comes over to me to have a natter - they'll have to talk to the hand!
For the life of me, I don't know why people spend hours and hours watching people do nothing. At least with a normal TV show, there's a plot, a developed storyline and interesting characters. With this kind of reality TV, where there is no goal apart from winning the prize money at whatever the cost, it all seems totally pointless.
This year, we have an all-famale house, and the last I hear, they're going to introduce a man into the picture. Wow, great! How very exciting indeed.
Unfortunately for me, everyone I come in contact with is watching the show. It's in the papers, on telly, in people's conversation, it's even on Facebook! I guess I'll just have to grin and bear it for the next 12 weeks. But if anyone comes over to me to have a natter - they'll have to talk to the hand!
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