Ten years ago I was working at Microsoft's WebTV, peddling this little forward-thinking demo that combined IRC with PIP video for "real time" commentary on programing. It was about the same time that pop-up video was happening.
There were a hundred variations on this demo -- I'd be at a conference watching some other Microsoft manager from Redmond giving the same type of demo on Windows or a TVPAK platform simulation -- none of new each other and none of bothered to coordinate. Microsoft was a many-headed monster in TV during those days -- it was yet to be tamed and limited by the ridiculousness of a .Net framework. And, as was the case then -- failure had a thousand fathers. Meaning, people were in a hurry to work on something, spend a shit-load on R&D to declare their own project failed and dead and move on to greater responsibility. Because "failing" was such a highly valued experience set in those days(?!). Anyway, I digress.
Tonight my PVR tuned (I'm a comcast sub, so its a 50/50 proposition) to the Hills, and my dream from ten years ago FINALLY materialized.
The Hills and its Laguna Beach ancestor have been a mainstay of my media diet for way too long. Only, as I pointed out to a Village Voice reporter in 2005, my viewing experience wasn't exactly what the producers imagined. At 35, I'm hardly the target demographic. The content lends itself to audience participation in a way.
For years now, my wife and I have watched and talked over the content with mocking, snarky remarks related mostly to the IQ and utter vapidness of the participants and content. I have a particularly violent laugh that is reserved for the utter ridiculousness of stupid drunk chicks. Always good times.
Over years, the mockery has digressed to a series of inside jokes, sideways knowing looks and "going-through-the-motions" snide short-hand that is it's own little code of referring references to years-old jokes. I have to admit it, the whole effort was losing it's luster. We would save the episodes until after we'd had some drinks on a weekend. It was becoming somewhat of a chore even with intoxicants.
Thank goodness the programming execs at MTV clued in. The show has a new life for me and millions of others. Audience cruelty is being exacted on the hapless players in front of the camera. Thanks to MTV's backchannel, amazingly fresh quips sprung to life tonight ON SCREEN for my viewing pleasure. Everything old was new again. There was much rejoicing in my household. And, new barbs from condescending hacks doubled the laughline in our house.
Backchannel more than worked. For the first time since the original real world, I felt like MTV was doing something original and risky. I wanted to cry a bit... like when you find a cherished memento.
I pray to God (settle down, I'm an atheist) MTV admits their failures entirely, writes off all of it's amazingly shitty programming and starts backchanneling everything. I will be glued to my keyboard and TV if this happens.
What's more, MTV should revive the shittiest of the shitty for backchannel... oh, what I wouldn't do to screen-pop commentary on the Osborns and Newlyweds. If that were to happen, I will buy all manner of insanely stupid beauty products (including Tag body spray and guy-liner, wtf?!) and music from crappy label-manufactured bands. I will buy all of this and never use it just so that I can live out my inner Roman by aggressively hurling viciously cutting comments, like so much spoiled fruit, at the marginally-attractive and mildly-retarded talent plaguing MTV reality shows for the last 20 years.
With that, I IMPLORE YOU try out backchannel and enjoy.
http://backchannel.mtv.com/…l_home.php
Don't worry, no reality "stars" are hurt from backchanneling. If their intellect processes irony, their egos are impervious to sarcasm.
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