It's summer. Everyone knows that during the summer the TV shows that we enjoy go on what they like to call Hiatus, and are replaced with what I like to call...Crap!
I must admit that the clever editing of the commercials for a new program called Wipeout, caught my attention. But alas, no great summer replacement show here, the best bits of the show were already shown in the commercials. Same goes with something called I survived a Japanese Game Show. And I don't want to watch bratty kids, inept parents and a know it all nanny. I find it shameless that TV producers dare to call any of those shows entertainment. UGH!
The only summer replacement show that I find myself actually sitting through this summer is something called America's Got Talent. I genuinely enjoy watching people with talent and also watching people who think they have talent...but do not! And there are always those who defy calling what they do a talent. There were entirely too many pole dancers and some really awful male strippers who thought what they did was a talent. I viewed sword swallowers, whistlers, accordion players and all kinds of dance squads who thought they all had talent. Some did, some didn't.
Now after saying that I enjoy this show, I should also say that I detest the live audiences that packed the theaters in the various cities. Within the 1st few seconds of any given performance the catcalling began, oftentimes drowning out the act. When did it become acceptable for an audience to scream at performers? I can understand booing an act, or applauding for an act, but to do so within 15 seconds of the performance? Please! One act was a vocalist who chose to sing a Josh Groban song, not exactly rock or rap. Before he could sing the first line of the song, the unruly mob passing as an audience started their caterwalling.
I often think that there must be signs within each theater out of site from the home audience, and they electronically flash the words, cheer, applaud, boo, scream, etc. Perhaps the producers thought it might enhance the show...Wrong!
I would hope that the American audience would know how to behave in a theater, the hooting and hollering and arm crossing and standing and screaming seems to me belongs in a Hockey Rink.
Now that the field has been whittled down, let's hope we can enjoy a perfomance for more than 15 seconds before all the hoopla begins.
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