Britain’s Got Talent… Apparently
Taken from http://nosoapradiopolka.co.uk
I’ve had a really busy week writing reviews for bad films, but despite being locked away from the general public, I’ve still somehow managed to be subjected to Britain’s Got Talent.
It’s upsetting that a whole generation of people are growing up completely oblivious to how awful Piers Morgan is, who I physically can’t watch without wanting to punish myself for doing so. I’m not sure if it’s his smug face, his Billy Bear ham complexion or the fact that he genuinely seems to not be ashamed by his own existence, but he’s the worst.
Why are so many people happy to wilfully waste their weekends watching a gaudy talent contest that, if it weren’t for the fact that without it they wouldn’t be able to partake in their work’s hourly Britain’s Got Talent discussion, probably wouldn’t watch? Long question, I know. Sorry. But seriously, why are people tuning into this?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xqwx2U8uu9g
What is that? If you saw that in the street, you’d cross the road. It’s like something from an old, dated, embarrassing even at the time, episode of Byker Grove.
The show wouldn’t be quite so awful if it weren’t for the horrendous editing, which seems to be designed to limit the viewer’s independent thought to a bare minimum and break things down into short, simple instructions: applaud, laugh, cry and pick nose.
It’s insane. If five years ago, you said to someone, “In the future the most popular TV show in the country will be a tacky talent show that’s judged by Piers Morgan, Simon Cowell and Amanda Holden,” they’d think you were crazy. Why is this now apparently acceptable?
