This must surely be a contender for ‘headline of the century’ –
This is, apparently, the ultimate in the reality-TV lunacy of the decadent age. Rome fell long before they reached this stage.
In the show couples have 35 minutes to have sex in a large box on stage. They then discuss the act afterwards with presenter Mariella Frostrup and a panel of experts in front of a studio audience.
They… what? Really? Can’t they come on and talk about the frenzied sexual madness of the night before? Do they really have to appear dishevelled and sweaty for such a discussion? And 35 minutes? What if they’re not finished? Is there someone shouting ‘Time’? What if it’s all done in ten – is there a pack of cards or a Scrabble board in the box? Do people really watch 35 minutes of a box with grunts and shrieks coming from inside?
Colleagues at the Probation Trust are also understood to feel the show is an embarrassment
I think the entire country can agree on that. In fact, I am now amazed that anyone feels the need to receive any television transmissions at all. All you get is biased news interspersed with mindless crap.
I will not watch this porn-by-proxy rubbish. The only thing I will watch out for is whether TV can ever get any lower than this point.
They’ll have to work at it.