Originally Posted by Neu75:
“Mark Lawson is such a hypocrite. He is obsessed with modernity and "nowness" where the past is a dirty word and here he is moaning about the modern interpretations of two successful BBC programmes, in the which the biggest, pernicketyest, anal and ridiculous critics are the fans, or so-called fans anyway (how can you be a fan of something if you slag it off all the time?).
Does he want to be 1975 again? Or does mass appeal merely mean lowest common denominator stuff that Mrs Brown's Boys dish out?
I've never known a journo so full of his own shite.”
It is a remarkably flimsy article. More the sort of thing the Guardian spews out from one its 'blogosphere' young guns who just regurgitate and cobble together a few Twitter opinions into a piece of lazy click bait. Much as I find Lawson quite irritating and inconsistent I would expect better from him considering his standing. He basically revealed that he knows little about the two shows and quite frankly I found more biting and insightful criticism of both DW and Sherlock (despite not agreeing with it) on these very forums.
Alas this is the way the Guardian is going these days especially when it comes to the so called culture section. Half baked, half arsed, half thought out ideas from writers who don't have any real grasp on the subject they are being paid actual money to write about.
But they don't care. 600 plus comment below the line is the currency they are and their advertisers are dealing in these days. Decent articles be damned. Its a numbers game.
There are examples of this on a weekly basis and its why ai seldom read that site or its paper equivalent anymore. Another that springs to mind was Mark Kermodes pathetic defense of Twilight which rather than actually putting forward a coherent argument on why anyone should re-evaluate Twilight just used it as an excuse to bash Star Wars and make derogatory comments about fans of one franchise versus another. Again. An example of someone who could do better desperately trolling and battling for clicks. Sad stuff.