I’m so very excited about the Season 6 premier of Lost.
It’s one of the few shows that I can watch and not get bored of. I have to admit the season 2 finally left me a little annoyed and unsure of whether or not I was going to continue on the strange journey which is watching Lost. But season 3 sucked me right back in, and now I’m hooked and anxiously waiting for next Tuesday. 9pm. On ABC.
I’m not a big TV fan. I don’t follow a lot of shows. I have box sets of canceled shows I love to watch over and over again. Recent television seems to have been taken over by hundreds of talentless attention whores looking to get their 15 minutes of fame and a chance to win some money. Or a music contract. Or a smaller ass. Or a husband/ wife/ someone to dump 3 days after the season finally has aired, etc…. I dislike reality television. Abhor it sometimes. I don’t get the point. Maybe because I’m not much to empathize with strangers. Sorry, but that’s just the way it is.
I don’t feel bad for an attractive man/woman who “just can’t seem to find the right person” and has to make out with 10 different people to do so. On Tv. I don’t feel bad for anyone who has eaten themselves into obesity and then decided to go on national television to get yelled at by a 100 pound woman with arms that would shame some men. She’s pretty hot though. I don’t feel bad for them, and I don’t get any pleasure by watching them suffer either.
In order to entertain me via television or film, I need someone to come up with a smart story line, realistic and interesting characters, and maybe some humor to spice things up. Very few television shows out there are fulfilling this for me. FOR ME. I don’t look down on those who watch reality television. My mother is obsessed with it, and my best friend Janice (Hi Jfo!) loves her American Idol. Loves it. I’ve watched it when I’m at her house, and more power to her for being able to put up with all the bad, BAD singing. Some good, sure. But some of it is “tear off my ears” inducing. If I were a judge, I’d be Simon.” You suck, get out.” That would be me. Sure the show has given us some good talent. Adam Lambert is pretty damn adorable. Kelly Clarkson is great. They beat most of the pop tarts who can’t sing live out there. But that’s another rant for another day.
A bunch of idiots, hand picked out of thousands of eager hopefuls, who were put together in such a way as to ensure drama and controversy just doesn’t mesh with me. It feels far too contrived. I don’t care who’s sleeping with who, or who’s going to be number one in some contest (mainly cause some are never heard of again after the show is done. Fantasia anyone?) I don’t care who is willing to eat the grossest thing in order to be the last survivor or who is going to lose the most weight. It’s not how I’m entertained. There’s nothing interesting about it. Mainly because I don’t find those people interesting. It’s just a form of acceptable voyeurism.
I like clever writing and a story line.
So Lost, good show. Other shows I enjoy (that are still on the air today) are 24, Modern Family, Criminal Minds, Castle and Law and Order SVU. Other canceled favorites are X-files, Gilmore Girls, Buffy and Firefly.
I guess my point is I don’t see why such people deserve the attention, money and fame they get, for a short time in most cases, when they haven’t done anything to deserve it. They’ve failed in doing things for themselves, and now they want a quick fix to their problems. Can’t lose weight on your own? Go on TV. Need some money and attention? Get fake stranded somewhere semi-exotic and eat mystery slop. Can’t find love (and are reasonably attractive?) Go on a dating show. Struggling actor in need of face time? Take your pick.
I see enough of it in my day to day life. I hear the inane conversations and the dramatic recounts of the previous weekend or last boyfriend etc… I don’t see why I should pay attention to the idiots on T.V.