Thank you. I’m Stupid.
The local news outside broadcast director must have been beside himself with joy. “Great! We’re doing an article about the town councils putting millions of pounds into Icelandic banks. We’ll put handfuls of ten pound notes on statues and on grass and next to unfeasibly made-up ladies of a certain age wandering round Cheltenham. That will help our audience of village idiots get the point.”
Bloody fantastic. Illustrate the council “spreading OUR money around to minimise risk and maximise interest” by literally sprinkling money around and filming said money. I for one am grateful. There is absolutely no way in which I could possibly have grasped what on earth it was all about without this hammed-up, ham fisted, banal visual feast.
Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better the final words of the reporter “…thrown away” or “…in the bin” – , I’m too stupid to recall exactly what was said – were played over, wait for it; A man throwing money into a bin!
And they say TV isn’t dumbing down.
Actually, “they” DO say TV is dumbing down. They’re right.