Day 05 - A show you hate:
I have to waste a post on something I don't
like? A meme is a harsh master. I suppose the top candidate would be Big Brother
for starting off all the reality TV shows and not even being an actual talent context or something where there's a point to anything# other than, well, voyeurism that sends me back to watch Vengeance on Varos
and feeling smug about the foresight of my favourite TV show.
Mind you, there are two shows I can't bear to stay in the room with, but for reasons of inexplicable fear picked up at some point rather than actual hate: Who Wants To Be A Millionaire
(I can't stand being in the room with it. I want to run away very fast. I blame my Dad for making me play the computer game of it years ago. It panicked me. ("Is that your final answer...?" *shudder*) But then I never like quiz shows anyway. So, yes, it's a perfectly good quiz show, if they don't bore you solid in two minutes as they do me, but I am traumatised by the computer game version).
And the other thing, which is silly, because I even quite like
it in it's own way, but Columbo
. It's the way he
hunts down his victim so remorselessly in that old mac
solves the crimes. I reason my aversion to it has to do with the way we so often see things from the murderer's point of view, but I think it was something to do with the episode in which Johnny Cash was the murderer. I have no idea what happened in the episode now, or why it bothered me but after that I was scared of Columbo
. Before that I liked the show and thought it was funny. (Mostly). And I still have to slide out of the room with a muttered excuse when it's on even though it's about 20+ years later. I can watch about 3 minutes and then I have to go.
I'm weird, yes. I was also scared of Miss Marple, but I got over that.
(#confesses accidental addiction to the Maria/Joseph/Nancy/Dorothy things. I know. I knew
one day one of those things would get me when I wasn't taking proper precaution not to watch them. This is the real reason I refuse to watch, ditto soaps (and football). I already have enough trouble fitting things in my life, without getting addicted to something else time-consuming. I have once or twice pretended it's to do with being intellectual and superior, but this is an utter lie, so I've stopped. Things that other people genuinely love aren't really to be sneered at without good reason, I decided.)( Full list of days )