It is 10 years since The Hills first aired – an American reality show that was the first to mush the genre in with soap opera thus inspiring shows like Channel 4’s Made in Chelsea – a programme I once looked forward to but that now I watch snatches of when I want to shout at a screen – that stalks me with needy emails and memories of the fun we once had.
What was at first a frothy funny peephole into the heightened lives of overprivileged bell-ends is now five years later at best offensive (the narrative arc ‘boy cheats on girl – other girls turn on her’ has been worn so thin it’s now more of a narrative slope) – at worst deafeningly boring – all guilt no pleasure.
And it’s showing its age – after so long saturating the listings reality TV has exhausted its tricks.
(ed:..a few years back local bellweather/(bell-end?) john key (irony-free) said ‘the biggest loser’ was one of his favourite telly-watchs – i wonder if that is still the case..?)