Don't judge me.
We all have those little secrets. Those secrets that you fear if people knew, they would totally hate your guts. You know, like picking your feet, or singing in the shower old show tunes or sounding like a bullfrog when you sleep.
I am going to share mine, simply because I can't take it any more. I watch the new Knight Rider.
Don't judge me.
It just happened, really. I watched the movie last year, and it was so bad, that I couldn't believe they actually made a series out of it. Who makes the decisions at NBC?
This season, as the episodes started, I had to find out how on earth this pathetic show got greenlit and other good shows like "Journeyman" and "Firefly" were cancelled. So I started watching.
Now, 12 episodes in, I feel dirty. Don't judge me.
There are over-the-top product placements (every car is a Ford), each episode there is a reason to strip to your underwear or swim suit (EVERY episode? Really?) and Bob the Builder is a better actor than anyone on that show (Yes, the animated Bob the Builder).
It's like when you see a wreck on the side of the road and you HAVE to look. I am even TiVOing the darn thing! Don't judge me.
I watch it while Cindy works, and the girls are in bed, and at the end of each episode I really question my sanity. I could have gotten another hour of sleep, but no, I had to find out if someone at NBC woke up and the show got cancelled mid-episode. No luck yet.
As I sit here and write this, there is an fresh, new episode on my DVR. I am itching to see if this could be the end of what I call "The worst TV show ever created." (Yes, I did see Cop Rock, and yes, it's better than Knight Rider)
This week, KITT faced off with KARR. Here is the episode. But I warn you, once you start watching, you can't stop.
Don't judge me.
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