You can't do that on Television!
All last week Oprah was hyped up to be one humdinger of a show. First, it was enough that she was going to be interviewing the ever interesting, ever boobalicious Simon Cowell, but we were led to believe that he was going to be debuting some sexy bitch with a rockin' voice. Rumors were that it was current Idol contestant Carrie Underwood, but I knew better. Bringing on an Idol contestant before the contest was even close to being over would be lawsuit city. Not to mention heartbreaking for Anwar and the rest of the Idol riffraff.
Instead, we were introduced to Il Divo (no, your thinking of Devo), some bullshit quartet of male opera singers. Now the whole lead up to this show was some serious misleading crap, borderline false advertising. What made things worse, these guys seriously sucked. Perhaps it was the fact that it was opera, perhaps that it was all sung in Italian, or perhaps that it was a remake of the Toni Braxton classic 'Unbreak my Heart'. Perhaps all of the above. You don't remake Toni Braxton, you just don't. If I had to hear Oprah and Simon compare goosebumps for another second, I would have barfed, right there, all over my new Il Divo CD.
Thankfully, it was time for a commercial and 3 minutes of looking forward to another 30 minutes of Simon. But wait! Simon is done and Oprah is interviewing some fashion designer! Clenching my Il Divo CD, I screamed for more Simon. He did come back to me at the end, but he brought along Joss Stone. Not the rockin' hottie I was quite expecting, but better than the opera boys.
The point I guess that I'm trying to make is that so many shows throw out these commercials with great hooks to make you want to watch, and then only disappoint. After getting fooled once or twice or ten times, what is the point of ever watching the show again. This happens all the time, especially on the news. I mean how many times have you heard something like "It can kill you and it may be in your mouth right now! More tonight at 11"
In the words of a dear friend of mine "There's an old saying in Tennessee — I know it's in Texas, probably in Tennessee — that says, fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can't get fooled again."
Instead, we were introduced to Il Divo (no, your thinking of Devo), some bullshit quartet of male opera singers. Now the whole lead up to this show was some serious misleading crap, borderline false advertising. What made things worse, these guys seriously sucked. Perhaps it was the fact that it was opera, perhaps that it was all sung in Italian, or perhaps that it was a remake of the Toni Braxton classic 'Unbreak my Heart'. Perhaps all of the above. You don't remake Toni Braxton, you just don't. If I had to hear Oprah and Simon compare goosebumps for another second, I would have barfed, right there, all over my new Il Divo CD.
Thankfully, it was time for a commercial and 3 minutes of looking forward to another 30 minutes of Simon. But wait! Simon is done and Oprah is interviewing some fashion designer! Clenching my Il Divo CD, I screamed for more Simon. He did come back to me at the end, but he brought along Joss Stone. Not the rockin' hottie I was quite expecting, but better than the opera boys.
The point I guess that I'm trying to make is that so many shows throw out these commercials with great hooks to make you want to watch, and then only disappoint. After getting fooled once or twice or ten times, what is the point of ever watching the show again. This happens all the time, especially on the news. I mean how many times have you heard something like "It can kill you and it may be in your mouth right now! More tonight at 11"
In the words of a dear friend of mine "There's an old saying in Tennessee — I know it's in Texas, probably in Tennessee — that says, fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can't get fooled again."
posted by Jenn @ 5:15 AM
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