Thursday, January 04, 2007

Must the show go on?

There are things in life that ironically take on greater import when ignored. Generally, they are things that deep down you have some level of feeling about but are either too embarrassed or too cowardly to make known. When these issues arise in personal relationships, their avoidance can spell ruin. No doubt most of us know the kind. Those niggling suspicions about some aspect of our partner's behaviour that never gets confronted; but instead swells like one of those 'Grow a Lover' toys that you immerse in water and 72 hours later they are 10X their original size.

My relationship with Big Brother, 'celebrity' or plebeian, has the same effect on me. Except rather than me growing 10X in size, it is my baseline of contempt that magnifies. I know they say familiarity breeds contempt, but certainly that is not the case here? Out of all the contestants listed in this morning's paper, I recognised two (which I am guessing is average for a Yank confronted with Z-list Brit celebs). So if the familiarity is not with the contestants, who is it with? Could it be with me? Shamefully, yes.

The one thing that BB brings to my life each season is an automatic criterion for discrimination. It becomes my weapon of mass character assassination (WMCA) and nobody is safe. Long-term partners, friends, colleagues are all cut to pieces at the first admittance of BB viewing. Never mind years of loyalty, devotion and love; in the face of such dubious fascination with fame nothing matters. Now any BB luvvies out there; please don't go hating me, cursing me, or worse deleting me. It is only a temporary separation.

Besides, something tells me it must be a foreigner's fate. Because if it were an American Celebrity Big Brother I, too, might find it hard to resist. Out with Leo Sayer and in with John Davidson. Move over H from Steps and let in Vanilla Ice. Ah, the fun I could have. But this is Britain and I am on cultural detox so this is the end (of BB talk on CS), my friend.

Are there any other BB snobs out there?


Blogger ems said...

Count me in, CS. I am definitely a BB snob - much to the distress of my partner who is almost a slave to it.

2:36 pm  
Anonymous HeartyBowl said...

It's just a bit of fun isn't it?

NO, it's not really fun at all.

You know, when Aldous Huxley wrote 'Brave New World,' he envisaged a future society where the masses were kept subdued by a cheap and easily available drug called Soma. It is described as providing "...a mindless, inauthentic 'imbecile happiness' - a vacuous escapism which makes people comfortable with their lack of freedom."

Remind you of anything? I think he just got the name wrong. Maybe Alcohol? Paracetamol? Endemol?

And that, at last, is the one funny thing about Big Brother. The reality TV show produced to 'end-em-ol'. Geddit?

I wonder who they're laughing at.


Sign me up CS!

2:50 pm  
Anonymous HeartyBowl said...

And beacuse I can't get enough of bile out of my system on this topic:

Big Brother represents everything that's cheap, cynical, exploitative and dumbed down in our society.

Cheap? Well you don't have to pay the 'stars'. The contestants get a measly subsistence allowance, which would make Equity weep, and the winner this year gets a new, improved super duper £100k prize money. That's £1,429 per day or £60 an hour. Or in other words, it is very, very cheap TV.

Cynical? Where to start. What about the glass-walled shower, visible to the house garden? Or the unisex bedroom? Anything to cop a quick flash or, the Holy Grail of Big Brother, film someone having sex. Anything, no matter how sad, pathetic or in other words, cynical. And let's put the show on over summer, to slake the tabloids' thirst for content (you can't seriously call it news) when there's traditionally not much else going on. Perfect.

Exploitative? Remember Jade getting her 'kebab' out? This surely was the absolute nadir of popular TV. How the nation laughed as the poor, witless girl displayed her rather awful looking body along with her stunning ignorance. Then you have all the daft kids, phoning their votes in at 50p a time, or whatever the going rate is.

Dumbed down? Oh please. This is TV for the thumb happy txt gener8ion. Never mind the 'Rumble in the Jungle', man landing on the moon or Live Aid. This lot know what really makes great TV. It's paying down-and-outs to fight for money in 'Bum Fights', it's watching nano-celebs eat bugs on 'I'm A Celebrity', it's gawping at vacuous desperate TV presenter wannabes on Big Brother.

2:51 pm  
Anonymous Ella said...

Glad to see the New Year has brought you peace, love and happyiness HeartyBowl!

Damn...! I join your campaign CS but maybe with less passion than you know who :-)

2:54 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

But isn't City Slicker a halfway house Big Brother? All these random blogroll members convening on some London issue every day? Think about it.

2:59 pm  
Anonymous honkman said...

Like it CS. Nice one. Sign me up. My wife will kill me in the process but as you say we are taking no POW on this one here.

3:01 pm  
Anonymous bighouselittleman said...

Ok Lets get one thing absolutely straight before we kick off.... I hate Big Brother with a passion, I find the culture if celebrity in which we currently exist to be exasperating beyond belief and I wouldnt know Chantelle from Cheryl in a million years.

However, curiosity being what it is I thought I would see who was going to be subject to the pointless freakshow that is CBB this time around. Now forgive me if I'm being somewhat obtuse but I thought the idea was to put in people someone might actually have heard of?

I remember fancying Cleo Rocos when she was on Kenny Everett 20 YEARS AGO! and the guy from the A-team, surely the royalties from that and battlestar galactica are enough to keep him in Havana cigars for the rest of his life? and dear old Ken Russell, acclaimed director and luvvy, why would he do that to himself at the age of 135? I ask you. Leo Sayer.....Least said about him the better.

Apart from Wacko Jacko's bro, I dont even know who the rest are, and to be honest I hope they keep them in their so that they dont come out writing autobiographies and appearing on Jonathan Ross.

Another batch of nobodies from the production line.

3:46 pm  
Anonymous Claire said...

Frankly I dont see why you are a BB snob CS? It entertains millions and reinvigorates TV at a time when viewers have growing choices (i.e. web, etc). And I dont work for a network.

3:48 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes, I am a BB snob to the highest order. What a nation of chav loving WAGs thatw atch that bollocks. I am embarrassed.

3:52 pm  
Anonymous hb said...

LOL I can relate CS.

And ladies out there watching BB is a total turn off to any real men out there. Trust me it so. Only our sisters can get away with it.

3:57 pm  
Blogger That's so pants said...

Not a snob - just squeamish. I can only just manage to watch the EastEnders emotionally self-harm through the cracks between my fingers and that's fiction.

4:23 pm  
Anonymous badgelady said...

dare i suggest some blogs get more freaks than big brother which is what makes them so similarly addictive. present blog excluded of course :-)

4:35 pm  
Anonymous fashionistawhore said...

Sorry Slicky BUT going to disagree today. I think reality TV is a great benefit to society - no joking. What about the campaign unleashed by Jamie's TV dinners as a point? Didnt they show you how audiences can be used for good? I LOVE CCB and if I could get 24/7 I would. Sorry but we are the majority...

4:44 pm  
Anonymous gayinbrixton said...

Happy New Year CS. I can relate about BB. It is so divisive in my house. Two camps (no pun intended) with no peace accord in sight. Take care luvely.

6:09 pm  
Blogger Shep said...

Can't believe you just had a go at H from Steps...goodness knows he's vulnerable enough as it is...

Celebrity Big Brother - the ultimate in Car Crash TV. Even if I had the time free, it's more fun to watch the beginning and the end. Just like the World Cup is.

I similarly gave up on soaps after watching Eastenders ritualistically (no, not like that...) for ten years. These days its difficult enough keeping going with a show that lasts half a dozen episodes. And this is in quiet Devon. I can't imagine what it's like for those busy London Girls, Lis...

I have a confession: I did a quick London without telling you - guerilla style (that doesn't mean in a furry costume). I've felt so guilty that I did this it's taken me a week to blurt it out, like a marital indiscretion. I'm ashamed. But I promise I'll meet up the next time...whenever that is. You know I still love you though, eh? x

8:08 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sign me up Slicker
Love your blog babe

Looking forward to more London life with you all...

1:39 pm  
Anonymous bigbrother said...

Really I don’t mind if you hate me. Love me because I’m how you’d really like to be. I’m not?

1:41 pm  
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