So, what exactly is the point of the National TV Awards? Just to bestow crowns upon the heads of those shows which have already triumphed in the ratings? Accusations of snobbery be damned - it's a parade of moronic, inane shite. X Factor, Strictly Come Dancing, I'm A Celebrity ... Get Me Out Of Here!, Jeremy Kyle, The Only Way Is Essex - the list goes on. Top Gear nominated in the Factual Entertainment category? Jesus...
I suppose getting irritated by this sort of thing is all a bit silly (like complaining about the Brits winners), and at least QI and Frozen Planet were victorious - but you have to despair of a British public that puts Big Fat Gypsy Weddings ahead of Wonderland in the Documentary Series category (the latter not even nominated). Likewise, there was no nomination for either The Thick Of It or Getting On in the Situation Comedy category - a travesty.
What pains me most is the way the whole farrago validates the controllers' and commissioners' decisions, condemning mainstream TV to yet more dross for years to come. I've got horrible visions of them all dancing around singing "We're good at telly"...
Saturday, January 26, 2013
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