Good grief. When I was on my sabbatical in Britishland a year or so back, I tried watching BBC’s GMTV (Good Morning TV) and after the second day I had to stop because I was starting to suffer brain damage.
An unending diet of pablum will do that to you. The topics were banal, the “celebrity guests” (with only a couple of exceptions) were awful to the point of dire, mostly nonentities (Third Cop From The Right in some turgid detective show with a viewership numbered in the dozens). If the point of morning television is to present the audience with material that doesn’t tax the morning brain, then the BBC succeeds magnificently. If they showed it at night, sales of sleeping tablets would plummet.
So with that introduction, read this article about what happens backstage and off-camera on GMTV. (It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the characters involved: all you have to know is that all this nonsense is happening behind the most stultifyingly-boring show of all time.)
The only thing that ever saves the show is when one or the other of the hosts is either drunk (at 7am) or still drunk from some awards show after-party the night before — one of which seems to take place on a weekly basis Over There.
And all the hosts are appalling, without exception. (For reference, Piers Morgan is one of them, on the ITV channel’s equivalent, so there you have it.) Were it not for the fact that a couple of the women are quite attractive, there’d be even less point in tuning in.
By the way, the presenter whining about the way she was treated, Anthea Turner, was quite a babe back then — which is probably why all the other backstage women on the show hated her.
…because this post would be useless without pitchurs.