Remember about ten years ago a little program premiered called I Love the 80s? Remember how funny and original it was? If you don't remember (or if you aren't American (though there was a British version so no excuses you Brits) or if you didn't have cable) I Love the 80s was a tv show where for an hour a year in the 1980s was profiled. So for instance, for the year 1981, comedians, 1980s pop culture figures and others would crack jokes about things like Rick Springfield, the Royal Wedding, the DeLorean and Bosom Buddies.
So I Love the 80s was funny and we all laughed and had a good time. So naturally what came next? I Love the 90s because who doesn't want to reminisce about NKOTB and MC Hammer and Ren and Stimpy? Those things were hilarious.
Oh wait what happened next? Best Year Ever--an end of the year special making fun of all the silly trends and songs and movies we loved that year. Because we can't just do this program once a year, Best Week Ever came into existence. Because apparently this format of seeing clips of things that are funny then having no-named comedians and pop culture figures who can't find work anymore comment on them is a successful model. I mean I Love the New Millennium premiered before the decade was up.
In the meantime, every other channel decided to copy this formula. Now you can't watch a countdown without a group of C, D, and E-listers commenting on it. It's gotten so bad that you can't even watch a music countdown anymore without these asshat clowns making unfunny jokes. I just want to watch the music videos. Wouldn't that be cheaper for the network to produce? I don't need the extraneous garbage.
Can we please just simplify and let me watch a countdown of the best of 80s hair bands in peace? We owe Bret Michaels that.
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