…Now that Saturday Superstore has finished, there’s this really useless
programme that is on instead.
It’s called It’s Wicked.
It isn’t: it’s rubbish, it’s stupid and it’s maddening.
I switched it off…
And I never watched it again. It’s Wicked was absolutely appalling and I hated it. Even at the age of 11 I could tell it wasn’t just a terrible format with terrible presenters, but that it was also a lousy production that hadn’t been properly thought through and which made for thunderously alienating and uninspiring entertainment.
Thankfully it lasted one series and never came back. And doubly thankfully, Going Live would take its place in the autumn.
Here’s a particularly ghastly clip, during which it is revealed that kids are in charge of today’s programme (goodness my sides have split), thereby ensuring that which had previously been thought impossible – the show could get any worse – duly comes to pass.
Elsewhere in today’s entry I did note some more positive TV-related news, which was that I had been told I’d be allowed to stay up until 10.20pm tomorrow night to watch something.
Before you get too carried away in your speculation (Spitting Image! A saucy drama! Heart of the Matter with Joan Bakewell!), the programme in question was a repeat of the family-friendly – though dazzlingly brilliant – ‘Party Games’ episode of Yes, Minister.