So, Katie's left the jungle. I have to say, I don't watch I'm A Celebrity... merely for the fact that just watching creepy crawly canapes makes me feel ill. My evening's entertainment just doesn't include watching Z list celebrities wretch, but far be if for me to judge if it does for you! If anyone else out there is an avid India Knight fan I'm sure you'll have read her little piece about Katie's predicament in the Sunday Times this weekend. I have to agree with a lot of what India said; the dire lengths that girl will go to now to redeem public support are grim, but not half as awful as the barbaric citizens who insist on voting again and again for her to humiliate herself. I'm not surprised she's quit, but it's quite shocking that Katie's need to 'be seen as genuine' in the eyes of the public drove her back to the jungle. I don't buy that she went back for some peace and quiet - being watched by millions doesn't quantify a utopian break in my books. I can only assume the Australian outback challenge was her atonement; yet no one informed me when the decision was made that eating cockroaches = upstanding member of society. There's no doubt the show's got appeal, it's figures are impressive, but to me it's just a circus for downtrodden starlets, making the most of that final fifteenth minute.
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