TV show evolution isn’t pretty
May 8th, 2008Some things never cease to amaze me. Take, for example, the creators of reality television.
I’ve discovered they sank to a new low when I recently channel surfed my way to Celebrity Rehab.
Ugh. You watch celebrity drunks, drug addicts and sex addicts come to some guy named Dr. Drew for a very public cure.
In the very recent past, certain celebrities boosted their popularity by going into rehab. It got them headlines, and sometimes sympathy.
Now, celebs can get face time as they grapple with their addiction demons.
I lasted perhaps five minutes checking this stinker out. From the likes of Hollywood has-beens Bridgette Neilsen and Daniel Baldwin to porn actress Mary Carey (yes, I had to look up who she was) and a former professional wrestler named Chyna, this show has it all – or nothing, really.
How anyone can watch week after week as this troupe of sludge tried to get clean is beyond me.
It would be less tortuous to brush your teeth with steel wool.
If you like watching silicone and collagen stagger around, perhaps this show is for you.
Specialty channels are no longer so special.
Remember when MTV and Much Music played nothing but music videos? To cater to the 25-40 crowd, the CHUM group added Much More Music to the channel spectrum.
Tune one of these in sometime. Good luck finding music videos. Sure, they still play them here and there, but chances are you’ll see crappy television shows, not videos, if you bother to tune in.
Hogan Knows Best. Reruns of The OC. The Surreal Life. And now Celebrity Rehab. Yowsa, what bung.
Documentaries such as Behind the Music or Classic Albums were cool. Video spotlights on various artists were decent. What generally runs nowadays is pure crap.
But the stations with “music” in their name but not on the air aren’t the only places to stumble around after losing their identities. Look no further than Lonestar to see a station that convinced the government communication overlords it would pump out shows and flicks focused on the Old West, only to now run action flicks, regardless of genre, every night.
There’s nothing wrong with a good action movie. But this is a channel called “Lonestar.” It should be running old “Dusters” on a regular basis, not the Die Hard flicks.
Just because Bruce Willis says “Yippie ki-yay, (expletive deleted),” doesn’t make it a Western.
Speaking of movies, I must say HBO forgot its roots. Its initials are for “Home Box Office.” Box offices are usually in theatres. And in theatres, they show movies, not TV series.
As decent as shows such as The Sopranos, The Wire and all those other HBO hits may be, they aren’t movies.
I’m Canadian, so I shouldn’t care about HBO, but HBO programming starts cramming up TMN.
And TMN is short for “The Movie Network.” Like HBO, anytime TMN shows something other than a movie, they are doing their name an injustice.
Bruce Springsteen once sang, “57 channels and nothing on.” He was prophetic, but wrong. Two hundred channels and nothing on.




Well if you haven’t been busy lately playing the new Grand Theft Auto IV (for PS3 and 360 owners), or been rounding the corners on the Wii with the new Mario Kart then there is even more coming out this week to grab your attention. What’s interesting me most personally is Boom Blox - a new video game that comes out of the collaboration of Electronic Arts and Steven Spielberg. EA has been the biggest publisher of video games for years and Spielberg has certainly helmed some of the largest movies in his career so it’s interesting to see what these two power houses would come up with. Perhaps your initial reaction will be the same as mine - a puzzle game? I love puzzle games, but it’s not what I would expect from the likes of Spielberg. I’m willing to give it a chance though. Perhaps it’s good that he’s not delivering a cinematic “game like a movie” since that genre is a little over crowded at the moment. Bring it on, Steven and while you are at it - how about a next generation remake of E.T.? Throw in some more M&M product placement and you’re sure not to lose money like the first E.T. game did. Oh, the horrors.
