Hello, I’m Renee and I’m a TV junkie
How Direct TV Ruined My Life
This was also the era of making weekly trips to Blockbuster, to rent said films. I feel comfortable using the term “film” because I actively sought out and enjoyed moody foreign films, back before I started to find reading while I watched a movie too tiring. The town where I moved to start art school was exceptionally small; we were lucky to have a Blockbuster and Huddle House (Waffle House being too cosmopolitan for our backwater southern town). While I might go to the cool, independently owned video store back home, (holla Video 21!) with its back porn room and rows upon rows of independent movies, while at school it was Blockbuster all the way. So I had no real need for TV, cable was expensive and most of it was crap.
Remember what that was like, when we all had walls of video cassettes in our living rooms, and laser disks were supposed to be the next big thing? Before Netflix and iTunes and bit torrents and online streaming and youtube? That was the dark age of entertainment media! But now a golden age of media has begun, a virtual renaissance of instantaneous entertainment. And its Sistine Chapel is the DVR.
With DVR, a bevy of horrible and addictive programming has been ushered into my life. Back in the olden days, I wouldn’t have made it a point to watch The Real Housewives of Atlanta, but with DVR and its ability to bend time and space, all that has changed. Now I can record an entire season of Gossip Girl, and watch the episodes at 3 AM…which I may or may not do after a night out (don’t judge me!). Don’t even get me started on PAUSING and rewinding TV shows, I’m now so accustomed to podcasts and DVR-ed shows that when listening to NPR in the car I find myself trying to rewind it when I miss something.
Despite evidence to the contrary (what with me trying to rewind life and all) I think I may be getting over Direct TV’s initial contact high. I’m making a conscience effort to watch less trashy TV and not channel surf. Although that may just be the TV junkie in me talking. If “films” were my gateway drug, than DVR-ed TV is the heroin that I just can’t seem to quit.