Wednesday, November 24, 2010
RIP: "Ghost Hunters" My Eulogy
For Christ's sake, just put me out of my misery finally. They picked up GH for another season. It started out with the best of intentions and really did change people's views on what ghost hunting is, made it less embarrassing to be a ghost hunter, and showed that debunking is CRITICAL.
Then, like a bad marriage, they got complacent. You know, the moment your spouse starts wearing a dirty shirt and hasn't showered and farts blatantly in front of you. Well, GH seems to be doing that to viewers and to the industry. Honeymoon is over, time to file for divorce.
Their cookie cutter explanations of what a ghost is, how it works and the way they drill it into poor Steve and other team members until they can rattle it off over and over again like zombies has spread throughout the country into franchise-like groups that tout the same party line. To top it off, they still do the exact same thing and team up with the same people for every investigation. They don't experiment. They don't try completely new ways of doing a sweep. Then, their idea of putting some zing in it is adding the tranny-looking, fucking brain-dead housewives of Atlanta.
Okay, I'm out of here. I quit watching after season 3 and I admit that I am so apathetic at this point that the only reason I would watch this pile of steaming doggy doo is to laugh at this team that touts its highly trained members taking in a bunch of vapid females with new manicures worrying about spider webs onto a hunt.
They get what they deserve at this point. I'm not watching them circle the drain another season and bring in "celebrity" hunters. I wonder how often Stephen Hawking brings in George Clooney to help him contemplate astrophysics?
RIP (year of death, somewhere around 2008).
You know the really sad thing? They will come back to haunt us in syndication forever like some godawful residual...
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