The creative elites are completely out of touch with ordinary people.
It’s slightly disconcerting when you make a decision that you think goes against the grain of the generality, and then you find out everybody else is doing exactly the same thing. When I cancelled my Netflix subscription earlier this year I thought I was being thrillingly unconventional. But only a few days later, the news broke that I was definitely not alone. Maybe we were all sat there, millions of us it transpires, sighing as we scrolled sideways along those seemingly endless menu cards – each one representing somebody’s creative dream, each one utterly generic – all of us thinking: ‘This may be popular with the rude masses, but none of it appeals to my highly refined taste!’
I do subscribe to Netflix and also to Amazon Prime.
Through the worst of last year there were many long nights that I sat numb in front of the TV binge watching whatever looked like it might promise escape.
My sleep was badly disrupted and whenever I did awake I would tune back in for the “company” if the automated shut off had kicked in.
I discovered Netflix has some good content and I have been impressed with a lot of the Euro series, DARK, Money Heist, Babylon Berlin, Norsemen – who knew Swedes could be funny?
Now I fall asleep having failed to find anything that looks bingeable. I literally wake up with the clicker in hand having watched nothing.
On occasion I have tuned in a show only to remember that I did in fact sorta watch it through the longest hours of last year but it somehow left no impression.
My tastes in flicks are not as refined as Kathy’s and I miss watching her recommendations together. Even her taste in “Junk” was more sophisticated than mine.
I suspect I will cancel Netflix. Prime and “free” Tubi offer enough to fall asleep by and the budget says one has to go.
