Dear makers of television: STOP BEING GITWIZARDS
I am dreadfully, dreadfully disappointed.
My two currently-on-TV obsessions are Doctor Who and Green Wing, and lately I have been disappointed with them both.
Doctor Who for the reasons I specified in last weeks pre-Who post, and Green Wing because of tonight's episode. The last in the series, with rumours (don't know how well-founded they are) of a Christmas special, just left me with a grim, gloomy feeling of bleak depression.
So what's the situation, as I see it?
Mac's been given test results that show he's dying (or is he really dying? Has he been struck off? Is it Caroline who's dying? Or Guy? I mean, he did grab the reports out of whassisname's hands, so ...), and he doesn't want Caroline to know/suffer/mourn for him/ruin her life by loving a dying man, so he calls Guy and tells him to meet Caroline at the station, where they run off together to find the buffet car?
Really?
And what are we left with as the credits roll, hmmm? Mac riding away on his motorbike and ... fading away.
That's either symbolic of him dying, or it means something ridiculous like he's been in his coma all this time.
For a wacky, off the wall hospital sitcom, Green Wing has certainly been letting the side down lately. It's just not funny anymore. A television programme should not leave me in genuine shock and horror, sitting on the sofa, numb, thinking 'What the fuck did they just do?'
Apart from the fact that it's all gone so horribly wrong towards the end of the series. Nobody reacts to situations like Caroline did - that was just ... bizarre.
And, and, and ...
Well, it was just wrong, okay? I didn't like it.
It's a sad thing when the exact thing I watch to get AWAY from the stresses and horrors of my life (and believe me, it's stressful and horrific) makes me feel even worse. There is a REASON why I watch COMEDY more than anything else nowadays. It's not because I can't be bothered with deep-thinking intellectual stuff, it's because I need to be able to laugh at something.
Sorry, Green Wing. Sorry, Doctor Who. I'm going to be sticking to The Mighty Boosh from now on. It's ridiculous, it makes me happy, and if I get too depressed I can quote it at myself and it makes me laugh uproariously. While I won't be abandoning Doctor Who as such, I'm honestly finding it hard to be a fan right now. It's started frustrating me, and pissing me off a bit, and I don't need that.
See? I'm too angry for coherency. Shame, I say.
Updates on life, the universe, and everything will have to wait until tomorrow (or later on today). I'm knackered, and I have to be in Exeter tomorrow to meet Dolores for lunch. This means being able to get up before 10am.
My two currently-on-TV obsessions are Doctor Who and Green Wing, and lately I have been disappointed with them both.
Doctor Who for the reasons I specified in last weeks pre-Who post, and Green Wing because of tonight's episode. The last in the series, with rumours (don't know how well-founded they are) of a Christmas special, just left me with a grim, gloomy feeling of bleak depression.
So what's the situation, as I see it?
Mac's been given test results that show he's dying (or is he really dying? Has he been struck off? Is it Caroline who's dying? Or Guy? I mean, he did grab the reports out of whassisname's hands, so ...), and he doesn't want Caroline to know/suffer/mourn for him/ruin her life by loving a dying man, so he calls Guy and tells him to meet Caroline at the station, where they run off together to find the buffet car?
Really?
And what are we left with as the credits roll, hmmm? Mac riding away on his motorbike and ... fading away.
That's either symbolic of him dying, or it means something ridiculous like he's been in his coma all this time.
For a wacky, off the wall hospital sitcom, Green Wing has certainly been letting the side down lately. It's just not funny anymore. A television programme should not leave me in genuine shock and horror, sitting on the sofa, numb, thinking 'What the fuck did they just do?'
Apart from the fact that it's all gone so horribly wrong towards the end of the series. Nobody reacts to situations like Caroline did - that was just ... bizarre.
And, and, and ...
Well, it was just wrong, okay? I didn't like it.
It's a sad thing when the exact thing I watch to get AWAY from the stresses and horrors of my life (and believe me, it's stressful and horrific) makes me feel even worse. There is a REASON why I watch COMEDY more than anything else nowadays. It's not because I can't be bothered with deep-thinking intellectual stuff, it's because I need to be able to laugh at something.
Sorry, Green Wing. Sorry, Doctor Who. I'm going to be sticking to The Mighty Boosh from now on. It's ridiculous, it makes me happy, and if I get too depressed I can quote it at myself and it makes me laugh uproariously. While I won't be abandoning Doctor Who as such, I'm honestly finding it hard to be a fan right now. It's started frustrating me, and pissing me off a bit, and I don't need that.
See? I'm too angry for coherency. Shame, I say.
Updates on life, the universe, and everything will have to wait until tomorrow (or later on today). I'm knackered, and I have to be in Exeter tomorrow to meet Dolores for lunch. This means being able to get up before 10am.