Sadly it seems BT has picked up the entire AMC channel in the UK and are running it exclusively for their customers. I get Sky, Netflix, normal telly and that’s it. Tantalisingly the first episode is available as a freebie on Sky but I’m annoyed to be missing out on a new series I wanted to watch. I’m toying with the idea of watching the first episode anyway, but if it’s good I’ll be annoyed the rest are unavailable. Although if it’s terrible I’ll have been saved from an underwhelming spin-off!
Repeat warning: Haven’t we seen this somewhere very recently? Yes, yes we have. It was Dara and Ed’s Great Big Adventure (BBC2) in which Dara O Briain and Ed Byrne drove the length of Central America in the footsteps of pioneering journalists who braved the then wild Pan American Highway. And sadly for Stephen Fry, the Irish comics did it better – they had more fun and seemingly a better connection with the people they met. Fry straddled a gulf between sincere and aloof. He was at a massive protest march in Mexico City marking the disappearance and probable massacre of 43 students and he found it very moving. He was genuinely upset, but this was undermined by a lack of explanation, or follow up with the protestors or anyone involved. All we got were his thoughts and observations as an outsider. It wasn’t enough. Two minutes later and we were back on the road again and Mexico City was forgotten. It was a real shame as you can’t fault Fry for a lack of curiosity.
I’m looking forward to watching Sue Perkins on Kolkata. She was a revelation on the Mekong River – a travel guide who wanted to give you an insight longer than a few scribbles on the back of a postcard. She had conflicting feelings towards the countries she travelled through and the aspirations of the people she met, and wasn’t afraid to make that clear on camera. There was a depth and breadth to her travels that maybe 60 minutes without adverts on the BBC could offer but ITV couldn’t.
Repeat warning: Haven’t we seen this somewhere very recently? Yes, yes we have. It was 24 Hours in the Past (BBC2) in which celebrities and assorted household names get to grips with various levels of society in Victorian Britain. Basically an excuse to watch people doing necessary but unpleasant jobs with horse manure and saltpeter. I sighed at another repeated format and watched Time Crashers anyway. I did enjoy it more, perhaps only because Ann Widdecombe wasn’t in it, pretending to be a socialist revolutionary while dressed as Widow Twankey. I like a pantomime as much as the next Brit, but come on, we’re not falling for that from a Conservative MP.
I understand people are naturally squeamish to things that we’ve been conditioned to see as revolting or dangerous (uncooked meat, waste products, Conservative MPs) but if one more woman accepts a job in a precise historical reenactment of an Elizabethan kitchen and cries at having to skin an ickle animal I will hurl my Deluxe Meat Feast pizza at the tv. I’m not saying that I could do it; I’d be anxious about my very poor knife skills and making a right mess of the food and possibly my hand, but if I thought I might freak out I wouldn’t agree to be on the show in the first place! Fortunately the cameras didn’t make much of the blubbing and moved away from celeb heartache and on to show the strangeness of the rituals associated with the lavish dinner and how much hard work the servants at every level had to put in to make the occasion a success. Next week it’s off to squire for knights at a joust in 1468. I will be watching.
Perhaps you already know that I am addicted to the news, in all formats – tv, websites, social media and old-fashioned bits of dead tree covered in ink. But that’s not my only passion. My other love is television, a constant companion throughout my life – teacher, traveller, friend but sometimes a shameful associate to be denied and scorned.
A friend was telling me how his one major criteria for women he dates is that they have to be passionate about something. It doesn’t matter if her interests align with yours or not, rather that she can get excited and wildly enthusiastic about something she loves and that she wants to share that joy with you – probably with loud emphatic language and a lot of crazy big hand gestures.
Couch potato, telly addict, square eyes – do you remember being called those names? Fifteen, maybe even ten years ago I can’t imagine being praised for my passions if I told people how much TV I watch. The amount of hours spent in front of the tv is a bit like when you go to the doctors when they ask you about how much you drink, you say “Me Doctor? Well, barely anything. Perhaps the occasional sherry at Christmas or a small glass of low-alcohol wine with dinner”, conveniently forgetting the 14 pint bender you only just survived last Friday.
But thanks to a spike in quality and supported by the twin miracles of streaming and box-sets, hours in front of the tv no longer seem like wasted time. If you reveal your weekend telly bender to a colleague on Monday morning, likely as not, they will acknowledge your achievement with due respect and then tell you what you should watch next. In fact, we may be at peak tv especially when it comes to good American dramas – there’s just too much to watch! There’s stuff from years ago that you bought on DVD and you must get around to watching (The Sopranos, The Wire, The West Wing) stuff that your friends and social media seems to go crazy for (Girls, Game of Thrones, Breaking Bad) and shows that are just starting that you might become a fan of (Fear of Walking Dead, Aquarius, The Leftovers). Take your eye off the tube for a couple of weeks and there’s suddenly a list of twelve hours of tv on your planner. The total ticks upwards every week and there’s no time to watch it all. Sad to say, sometimes I delete them all off the planner and think ‘I’ll catch it another time’ because it’s too intimidating to even begin. And if you find yourself going home and watching Pointless, Hollyoaks or any one of 74 programmes on the BBC about antiques you wriggle in your seat uncomfortably wondering if you could be better spending your precious viewing time. It’s a problem that even John Landgraf, CEO of the channel FX has acknowledged.
Far be it from me though to hope for an end to this golden age. We have to learn to be more discerning viewers. I love reading too, but I don’t get stressed by the number of books in the library that I haven’t read yet. We have to approach tv from a different angle and think about it in a different way. Now let’s have a look at the Radio Times – what’s on tonight that’s good?