No friends of mine
Every now and then there is a phenomenon that leaves me baffled and bewildered.
Herself has the radio on at the moment and as usual it’s a talk show. The topic of the moment seems to be the return of “Friends”, or rather a single “Friends Reunion”.
I’m going to nail my colours to the mast here [end of cliché] and state categorically that “Friends” is unfunny and unwatchable. It is crap. It is shite. It is utter garbage. It is an insult to the senses.
My first memory of the programme was back in my RTE days. There was a girl in the office who was a lovely girl in a lot of respects but she discovered “Friends” in its early days and every coffee break she would regale us at length with the hilarious incidents in the programme. Out of interest, I gave the programme a few minutes one evening and my worst fears were confirmed – over-acted, obvious slapstick and frankly about as funny as a bad dose of toothache.
Now apparently “Friends” are having a “reunion” which is to be aired imminently. The radio discussion consisted of guests raving about the programme and reminiscing on the hairstyles that the characters had and even recalling the very moment they saw their first episode. They talked about the characters as if they were real people and personal friends of theirs. It was unutterably sad. They are counting down the hours to the upcoming programme and would probably take the day off work, but judging from their level of education I doubt they are employable.
Mind you, it’s not just “Friends”. Closer to home, I could never watch “Mrs Brown’s Boys” which suffered from almost identical slapstick humour, over acting and obvious jokes. It baffles me that it has reached the heights of fame with constant repeats and even to the point of making a film. I cringe every time I see a “Mrs Brown” in the schedules and would rather watch one of the shopping channels or a God channel.
I don’t know if it’s my age, but humour isn’t what it used to be. There is the occasional programme that I find funny and will set the television to record in case I miss it – “Fleabag” is a case in point where the humour is quirky and nicely hits the spot. Most modern humour though is banana-skin slapstick and boring. They even stick in canned laughter to tell us there had been something funny in case we missed the point.
A thought has just crossed my mind. What’s the betting that this “Friends Reunion” is going to kick off a repeat of the entire fucking series on multiple channels?
God help us.
Grandad, if you can’t find anything good to say about Friends…
come and sit down here next to me.
So I'm not alone? There's hope for humanity yet.
You're far from alone: I found "Friends" as funny as a case of rabies at Battersea Dogs' Home.
But then, you have to remember that it was made for/aimed at the septics (the rebel colonials across the big water) who have never been renowned for their discernment or taste.
It was also made for an age-group not renowned for their discernment and taste – combine that with the target nation and we could expect no more than brain-dead froth, which is exactly what they provided.
You guys aren't even bothering with a warning shot; going for the direct hit right off the bat.
Of course. "Friends" deserves an Exocet right up the arse.
Well I can't say that I disagree with this grandad.
Most American humour in the Friends type shows aimed at younger audiences i can't understand, the shows are unwatchable, mind you i find almost all modern telly unwatchable, so bad that i haven't watched live telly for around ten years now and have no intention of buying a TV licence again.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm living on a different planet. Other times I wish I was.
Which is why I spend as much TV time as I can on the History Channel.
Ghastly horrible unfunny 'mercan humour' (or humor as those illiterates would say).
I endured teenage daughters watching this crap for years – it's left scars in my mind.
My worst nightmare is a long session of Spongebob. Thank God the Grandkids are now beyond that little shit.
It was totally unreal. All living together and no rows over who keeps pissing all round the pan, who ate my last bag of crisps (chips, eh?) , who leaves the seat up, who farts the silent but deadlys, who put the pin holes in my rubbers, who empties the fridge at 3am, who has been wearing my shreddies?
And how did they always get the best seat in Perk, the most popular posers' place in where ever it was?
Frasier was miles better.
You seem to know a lot about it? Perk?