Friday 15 August 2014

The Last Night of the Plums


So here we are.  It's the final night of a series that's mirrored our British summer.  Clammy, inconsistent and over too soon.  How the hell did we manage to land up with this motley crew in the last 6?  I'll tell you why?  Pure and simple.  The producers interfered with the format so much that we didn't really get a chance to decide for ourselves who should be our finalists.  The real people who held the power throughout were the production team.  'The Power is back' they would announce every week and in truth it never went away.  They manipulated the housemates, the nominations and the viewers so much that the series became more like a scripted reality show than ever before.  There were so few 'normal' eviction weeks that the heart of the show was ripped out.  The game was fixed and it was like playing Twister with the cast of Cirque du Soleil.  Evicted housemates wouldn't go away and were shoe-horned back into the house at every opportunity for the flimsiest excuses to make the most of their cast.

In the end their machinations completely back-fired and they lost all their big characters except the hideous Helen and that was only because of her golden ticket to the final.  They meddled so much that there's a strong chance that the Bolton Bitch will walk a way with the title and a 100 grand.  If last year's CBB is the new benchmark then the sort of people who voted for Jim Davidson to win will have hideous Helen's number on redial this week as a vote for the 'common' man (woman). Today's working class heroes seem to be nasty, good for nothing sorts.  Being open and honest is confused with being a complete rude bitch.  What you see is what you get roughly translates to being an aggressive bully.  The salt of the earth have lost their hearts and aspirations are set low and mean.

A couple of weeks ago I thought our winner would either be a Scouse Ewok in jeggings or the bouffant buffoon.  It's now a race between the controlling ex prostitute and a truculent teenager.  I'm rooting for the body dysmorphic queen wearing Rylan Clark's spare set of teeth.

I'll be back...........

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