Reality TV shows come in many forms, some good, some harmless, some downright bogus, says Polly Gillespie.
OPINION: Having believed I had watched all the decent, non-conspiratorial documentaries on every available streaming service, my attention was drawn to Tough Nuts: Australia’s toughest criminals. The true stories of terrible and violent mass murderers and rapists.
Until this seemingly endless series, I didn’t realize that Australia seemed to be the center of the universe’s sex crimes and murders.
After a massive frenzy, I find myself staring suspiciously at all the men I see on the bus and in the supermarket. I have to get back on board MasterChef Australia stat.
I watch documentaries because I get bored easily with sitcoms and dramas, unless it’s really stellar, and most definitely mundane reality TV. Although I’m known to watch the Kardashians, just to note the cosmetic changes, as they all seem to transform into Kim. Not original Kim. Kim 3000, the latest model.
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Reality show. What an irony. In my experience, reality has very little to do with the “Reality” it is meant to be. Having worked and been associated with people working in reality TV here in Murdery Australia and America, I know there is often very little reality.
From much of the cinematography in survival type shows, shot post-production with extras, until I was told if I wanted to join the cast of a reality show, which I wouldn’t. absolutely never need to spend a night in a tent. I have been aware for 20 years that reality is only a premise. There have been countless talented pop star shows that I believe have been presented this way.
âWe want the super talented. The super ugly ones. The super ridiculous and the people who don’t have the capacity to realize that they are completely ridiculing themselves. Oh, and add some average good performers who can’t stand an s. show off, but add some credibility to reality. “
With this kind of casting, I often asked myself the question, out loud and to myself, “Does anyone care about people’s mental health?” I think the general answer is no. After all, it is entertainment. A local man, who I know to be on a certain “specter,” was mercilessly ridiculed after his casting and performance. In my opinion, it was utterly inhuman to throw it away, only to be cruelly mocked when the show aired.
This brings me to the last batch of reality TV shows. Shows that suggest love and romance can be found with a stranger or on a desert island. Knowing someone who was on one of the Desert Islands variety love shows, he was picked by his Hollywood casting agent. Logic.
Everyone on the show was gorgeous. I very much doubt that anyone on the show isn’t with William Morris, or some other top American agency. After all, who wants to see average looking, shy, retired accountants sledding down the beach, right? Now, I admit that I digress into speculation about instant marriage type shows, but I am convinced that these shows are designed simply to include that critical and magical winning formula in any Shakespearean drama: conflict.
First of all, the reluctance to go on a show where you can be presented as any type of character with a few clever sound bites, and a wonderful edit seems silly or, at the very least, naive. To have such a strange TV experience it has to mean that you are seeking fame, notoriety, publicity, or some form of mental or emotional illness.
If that’s not it, then surely you are completely lacking in self-awareness. It is true that some (very few) couples find lasting or lasting relationships, but in general people seem to watch these shows just to hate people, laugh at people, and watch what will no doubt be a series of marriage wrecks. .
Surely many viewers have to escape in this torturous viewing, but I cannot afford to watch, even briefly. I have no desire to see humanity at its worst dysfunction. I gain no joy in seeing men and women behaving badly. Many of us would love to magically meet our perfect match, but a television broadcast of my largely unsuccessful romantic interludes would be appalling, although perhaps excellent dark comedy content.
I believe, and this is not a broad and sweeping accusation, but I believe most “reality” shows fall prey to beautiful broken people and publicity hungry narcissists. Oh, with some unhappy and sad romantics for good measure.