Anyone who has ever endured the displeasure of listening to someone eulogising about a great TV show like The Wire or The Sopranos will know the score pretty well.
You just have to watch a few episodes, get used to it. Or to use the words of someone like Danny Dyer – you just need to break the tart in. Big Brother is the same. And like the aforementioned shows, you need to stick with it, and then stay stuck.
So, for the benefit of those people who have been too distracted by things like the World Cup, Andy Murray‘s thrilling Wimbledon ride, and going out with friends because it’s hot outside, here’s the general gist of what’s been going on…It’s a new format this year, bookended?by the inclusion of retrospective clips from the previous night’s drama, and a teaser of what is to come. As a dramatic device, it’s a great idea, because it creates the illusion of there being some kind of storyline taking place.
On the downside, both of these clips have tended to involve housemates either cheering or tutting. Hopefully as things progress, you might get someone being smashed in the face by an infuriated soldier with metal legs, the obligatory moving bedsheets, or the one who seems convinced that God is keeping him in publicly screaming at a picture of Jesus because he’s just been nominated again. We’ll just have to wait and see.
As for what’s been going on, the series is now moving into the meaty section, where will they?/won’t they? couplings become the focal point. Already there is a small love triangle developing, between John James – a sour faced reincarnation of Alf from Home and Away, lumbered with the body of a young Jason Donovan – a cheerful milk maid called Josie (who might win!), and a godawful medical cretin who renamed herself Sunshine, presumably in a bid to momentarily mask people from her deep crippling depression.
Elsewhere, Ben – the impossibly fey toff – is undergoing a strange Brideshead Revisited storyline with an impressionable young homosexual called Mario, whilst Shabby – a posh squatter – is becoming increasingly irate because she’s? an angry lesbian, and that’s what angry lesbians do. They get angry. Especially when Irish pretend-bisexuals are refusing to put out.
Of the rest of the people in there, Corin, who thinks she looks like Jordan, is seemingly relishing her role as this year’s token thicky – to the point where some?viewers are actually worried that she might be brain damaged.
Nathan makes us want to brick up the screen with his abhorrent “mad for it” manner. He’s exactly the kind of person who describes things as “quality”, which makes him exactly the kind of person who should?think long and hard about?castrating himself.
And anyone not mentioned above tells their own forgettable story.
Seriously, just give it a few episodes.
Josie to win!
This was a guest post by Josh Burt from the magnificent Interestment
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JMTaylor says
Yeah, I agree with the above. Give it a go, it defo grows on you. Bet lots of people are actually watching but pretending to be too cool for school by not saying they are!
The Irish girl Caoimhe, which is pronounced Ke-va, although never in a million years would I have guessed that is leading Shabby on. She needs to stop being such a twat-tease or she will be getting the boot next.
It’s quite interesting this year, two gays with unrequited love for two straight people, an Aussie guy who looks fit but seems to be suffering the male version of permanent PMT, Corin who is doing serious damage to her hair by use of the Croydon facelift but is actually ok and Josie who might have had a crush on John James but is put off by his moaning. Hope they don’t still call us whinging poms! Bottom line, I seriously need to get a life FFS.
ieva says
this show is such nuts. people are boring, they have nothing to do in there, their personalities are very poor. real world in us is much better, at least interesting to watch.