Sunday, 1 June 2008

Good old Reality TV strikes again

Ah the day after the night before. No I wasn't out drinking last night. I'm talking about the final of Britain's got talent. The result of which caused quite a stir in this household.

After watching the series (mostly) from start to finish, I was delighted (well sort of) to finally be able to watch the final. Watching as a Signature supporter through and through, I had the boring task of watching the other finalists try and impress viewers at home. Granted they had talent but the majority of the acts had all been done before so I just wasn't entertained. Finally came on Signature and did another one of their brilliant performances. Sadly it just didn't have the effect of their previous two (which I suppose is the trouble with acts like theirs. They just aren't suited to shows like that). But I still thought they had what it took to win. Boy how wrong I was.

On comes the results show. I'll cut to the chase and start from the final three. Sitting anxiously on the edge of my seat they announced who had came third. Shock one of the night. That opera kid came third. Personally I thought he was good enough to get to the final two. Finally, they announce the winner. The final two acts are of course Signature and that stupid epileptic kid who can't control his body. Shock two of the night. Epileptic kid won!!! I was utterly shocked. This kid who I never even noticed during the whole competition had actually won. This kid who looks like hes having a fit actually won!!! This kid who tries to do a backflip at the end of his act, fails and then lands flat on his back actually won!!! Sorry to go on but that what was going through my mind as he started to cry on stage like a girl. If that's entertainment I don't want to know anymore.

The reason he won, was not because of his generic and mediocre talent, it was all down to his sob story. That tool that people in these type of programs like to use. It also comes down to all these women and 13 yr old girls thinking he's cute and not looking actually looking at his talent. I actually did drink that night. Purely for the shock at how stupid people in this country actually are and how powerful the sob story can be.

I would like to ask anybody who voted for him out there one question. If say he didn't become well known because of Britain's Got Talent and you hadn't heard his sob story, would anybody honestly go pay and watch him dance over say one of the singers or that classical quartet?

Answers on a postcard please.

(Small print will follow tomorow. It was supposed to be today but I never thought I would have to write a blog about this)

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