Poldark
The kids are currently on Easter Holidays and John is on nighshift, therefore I am totally and utterly lacking sleep as my time schedules are all over the show.
However I am spending my sleep dep wisely and mainlining shows such as 'Poldark' which I've been squireling away on catch-up.
I wasn't sure if I would watch it or not, it seemed to be a historical excuse to have Aiden Turner walk about shirtless and brood in corners, especially after watching 'Banished' which I have been thoroughly enjoying. So last night I sat down, entirely anticipating to delete the whole lot after about 10mins after the first episode....and I was rather surprised to the point that I watched three episodes, back to back.
Don't get me wrong, it is entirely as I said: Nothing more than a historical excuse for Turner to brood and simmer whilst wearing tricorners and rather nice coats
BUT!
Its like cheese puffs. No substance but you just cant stop yourself from ramming fist full upon fist full of the guilty little bastards into your mouth, just to get some more of the cheesy powder and the joy of feeling like a naughty 5 year old.
The acting is terrible.
The cast is boring.
The plot is obvious.
But its SO much fun!
I also rather like the horsies though the poor beasts just seem to spend their time galloping full speed, rather close to cliff tops, between one posh house and another.
So I mainlined Poldark and then wanted more. Its been a rather good season for different shows...Banished is also really, really good. Never thought a show about convicts in Aus would grab me the way it has but it has.
Though the one show I was looking forward to 'Agents of Shield' , finally caught up some episodes, was utterly and totally disappointing. The guy who plays Coulson was the only thing in there who could act and it was like watching a cat trying to get out of bathtub. Worried and with growing desperation, clawing at the script to get something that wasn't utter crap.
The rest of the cast should go back to daytime soaps.
Awfuuuuuul.
Meanwhile John is sleeping and I have to stop the kids from singing 'There was a dog called Bingo' on top of their lungs while in the bathroom to get full echo effect.
*screams*
However I am spending my sleep dep wisely and mainlining shows such as 'Poldark' which I've been squireling away on catch-up.
I wasn't sure if I would watch it or not, it seemed to be a historical excuse to have Aiden Turner walk about shirtless and brood in corners, especially after watching 'Banished' which I have been thoroughly enjoying. So last night I sat down, entirely anticipating to delete the whole lot after about 10mins after the first episode....and I was rather surprised to the point that I watched three episodes, back to back.
Don't get me wrong, it is entirely as I said: Nothing more than a historical excuse for Turner to brood and simmer whilst wearing tricorners and rather nice coats
BUT!
Its like cheese puffs. No substance but you just cant stop yourself from ramming fist full upon fist full of the guilty little bastards into your mouth, just to get some more of the cheesy powder and the joy of feeling like a naughty 5 year old.
The acting is terrible.
The cast is boring.
The plot is obvious.
But its SO much fun!
I also rather like the horsies though the poor beasts just seem to spend their time galloping full speed, rather close to cliff tops, between one posh house and another.
So I mainlined Poldark and then wanted more. Its been a rather good season for different shows...Banished is also really, really good. Never thought a show about convicts in Aus would grab me the way it has but it has.
Though the one show I was looking forward to 'Agents of Shield' , finally caught up some episodes, was utterly and totally disappointing. The guy who plays Coulson was the only thing in there who could act and it was like watching a cat trying to get out of bathtub. Worried and with growing desperation, clawing at the script to get something that wasn't utter crap.
The rest of the cast should go back to daytime soaps.
Awfuuuuuul.
Meanwhile John is sleeping and I have to stop the kids from singing 'There was a dog called Bingo' on top of their lungs while in the bathroom to get full echo effect.
*screams*