Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Things I couldn't care less about


Natasha Kaplinsky's moving to five. And we should care about this? I couldn't give a toss where that manicured gargoyle ends up, to be honest, as long as she's got nothing to do with current affairs. I want the news to be read by a newsperson, not a mannequin.

Also getting the F-C goat at the moment:

1. The writers' strike. Please come to an agreement soon. Don't care about the Oscars, but want more Lost, etc.

2. The Archbishop of Canterbury. 'Look at me! I'm over here!'. Saying silly things won't give you the sort of attention you crave. And trim those brows. It doesn't make you look endearingly eccentric, just a bit grubby.

3. Those trailers for Mad Men every five minutes on BBC4. Yes, I'm sure it's marvellous and I will be watching, but enough already.

4. Warm winter days. Not right, not right at all. I want overcast, slate-grey skies, rain, snow and cosiness. We shouldn't say 'it isn't it a lovely day', as it just means the ice caps are melting faster. You can't have it both ways. Pray for an ice storm and we can all get back to normal.

5. That trailer for the deaf on Channel 4, where a woman is in a room with a suitcase of money. Once more, and my foot goes through the screen.

6. Smithsmania.

7. Ricky Gervais on the cover of the Radio Times. That ego needs no encouragement.

8. Corrie's rubbish. Axe half the cast and it may become halfway decent.

9. The McCartney divorce. You were warned. And you look more like Angela Lansbury than ever. Ditch the big scarves.

10. Jonathan Ross, especially at the BAFTAs. Get over yourself.

8 comments:

Clair said...

Ricky Gervais looks like an uncut moquette sofa done up as Henry VIII. And as for newsreaders? Bring back Corbett Woodall.

Planet Mondo said...

Jonathan Ross is going beyond unbearable - and becoming so predictable.

Say something cheeky/fiddle with tie knot/look sideways at band and laugh at own nerve - then endless and pointless gags about gadgets, pants and pet dog.

Amy said...

I agree wholeheartedly with many of your points, but must take issue with your latest pop at that fine and esteemed organ the Radio Times.

Having just returned from a perusal of the shelves at the Morrison's next to work, I have to say that, Ricky Gervais not withstanding, it is preferable to the other nasty garish tack on offer; a sea of primary colours and screaming headlines about no-marks from EastEnders and Coronation Street or, worse still in my book, Ant and flippin' Dec.

Credit where credit's due, at least Radio Times doesn't pander to the lowest common denominator. That, surely, has to be a good thing?

Five-Centres said...
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Five-Centres said...

I think you'll find those garish, tacky organs all serve a purpose, Amy.

office pest said...

But not if you like Radio, F-C.

Five-Centres said...

Total TV Guide - that's bursting with radio

office pest said...

Ah, the title misled me. I stand corrected!

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