When watching new drama on TV
I have a useful notion
Switch off the set immediately
If the first scenes are in slow motion
This will save you a lengthy spell of gloom
And generally miserable viewing
Far better to switch the kettle on
And get that cuppa brewing
Another hint to stop viewing
Is when the colours are deliberately faded
To try and create an eerie feeling
But this just leaves you feeling jaded
At the lack of plot intensity
Which these techniques seek to camouflage
The dialogue usually ‘mysterious' at best
And often mere persiflage;
For dramas afflicted in such a way
Under the label of ‘atmospheric'
Usually don't have a good story to tell
And a grip that is less than mesmeric
They depend too much on the Producer's ‘effects'
In order your interest to stimulate
And all your keen anticipation
Will rapidly coagulate
Into a mush of tiredness and despair
As you wish for the good old days
When dramas just let themselves speak
And Producers had simpler ways
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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