Well, here we go again. Dear Mr Internet. I just can’t stay away from you. After a blogging break of who-knows-how-long, I’m ashamed to say that, bar a new issue of my magazine, my life has been completely uneventful.
Seriously. The most exciting thing to happen to me over the past couple of weeks has been a loan of a digibox from my dad, all the better with which to celebrate the launch of Channel 4’s new “adult entertainment service”, More 4. The channel looks a lot better than it actually is as essentially it repeats anything it shows which is worth viewing to death. What it does have in its favour, however, is the newest season of The West Wing. Although there’s another television show that’s not as good as it used to be.
“Jumping the shark” is a television phenomenon so well-documented that The X-Files even named an episode after it, tongue very firmly in cheek of course. It’s one that I’m becoming less sure that I believe in though. Take the case of Spooks for example, the BBC spy drama that is another one of my ‘must watch’ shows. Spooks started out with two phenomenal seasons, then lost the plot completely the following year – something I think had a lot to do with a pretty much wholescale cast turnover. Give them the best part of a year to settle in, however, and you get television as compelling as the run currently airing on Thursday nights on BBC1 (and which, distance be damned, the best friend and I make a point of watching together every week by text). If you’d asked me this time last year, I would have told you Spooks was dead. It just goes to show you. Sometimes a changeover cast needs a longer stay of execution than (just to throw this one out there) Doggett and Reyes were ever granted.
You know, it’s a rare thing I watch this much television. I’ve never really been a channel-hopper, preferring to find something a little more constructive to while away the “nothing” hours with. I’m quite looking forward to three hours vegetating after work tomorrow night though: the last part of that Casualty crossover special; Phil and Grant back to wreak havoc in Eastenders; the first part of the BBC’s highly-anticipated adaptation of Bleak House, starring the always-lovely Gillian Anderson; and the forementioned Spooks. Ahhh, vegetable-Lis goodness.
I do have to take the opportunity to squee over Doctor Who‘s success at the National Television Awards last night too. The sad thing? I’d have the perfect icon to accompany this if I was still on LiveJournal.
Sigh. This is going to take some getting used to.