It's not so much annoying television I'm talking about here, it's the annoying techniques directors and camera operators use in television shows which become annoying, but not merely annoying, but used so frequently that they become almost cliched. There's some elements in television which really annoy me. The use of drones is one in particular. They use them at the least provocation. You know the sort of thing. You have your presenter standing on a castle wall, a hill or mountain. He's done his piece to camera. It's usually the finale of the big documentary series, a history series about The Plantagenents or Tudors. Then the camera pulls out, we get a wide angle shot of the stunning landscape and then the image spins round or draws out. This sort of shot can only be done by using a drone. A helicopter would have been the norm for this in years gone by, but it's now cheaper to use a drone. But it's now becoming a bit of a cliché. 'Whip-pans,' where the camera is moved quickly from one area to another. This just makes the viewer feel sick. The horrible tendency to spin the camera round, or perhaps better explained, where you have someone standing still, or perhaps two characters having a conversation, and the camera moves around them as they talk. What on earth is the point of that? Just because you can do it, doesn't necessarily mean you have to use it. A bit like with C.G.I. (Computer Generated Imagery). Over-use of this technology can become boring and if used to much can become obvious. Someone is walking along and the camera follows them. Why can't they just stand still and talk to the camera? Again, this just makes the viewer feel motion-sick.
Why do we need to be told what's going to happen in the next episode of a series, which is always shown just as an episode ends? Surely most viewers are quite capable of waiting to see the next episode. I just find it incredibly annoying. Then we have to have a split screen as the credits are rolling and a voice over has to tell us about 'what's coming up next,' or about some programme in a week or so. Can't we read the credits without having the screen shrunk either in half or so small that you can't read them? A bit of an insult to those who have worked to bring us a drama series, those who do the makeup, costume or whatever. Or even which actor played which particular character. Then they move so fast you barely have time to read them.
The snow is gone! Fled in the night, to be replaced by heavy rain. Poor Alfie needed to go out into the garden, but he poked his head out of the patio door, gave the rain a look as if to say,' I'm not going out in THAT!' and withdrew into the warmth of the kitchen. Who could blame him? He's now curled up in a bundle of blankets on the sofa, fast asleep! It is quite mild at the moment (3.50p.m.). The sun is attempting to shine. The excitement is too much. I'm having trouble finding anything exciting to write about in this blog post, but never mind. Not every day is action-packed.
I have a cold. I don't think I've had a cold for goodness knows how long, probably a few years. It's not heavy, but annoying. I think I might have caught it when I was at the John Radcliffe hospital last week. If so, it's more than a little bit annoying that you go into hospital to get better, or in my case, to have a procedure done, and you come out with a bug. Nothing serious, but nevertheless it's annoying. I need lots of tissues to blow my nose and I ache a bit but apart from that, nothing much else. I hope it clears up in the next day or two.
Why do we need to be told what's going to happen in the next episode of a series, which is always shown just as an episode ends? Surely most viewers are quite capable of waiting to see the next episode. I just find it incredibly annoying. Then we have to have a split screen as the credits are rolling and a voice over has to tell us about 'what's coming up next,' or about some programme in a week or so. Can't we read the credits without having the screen shrunk either in half or so small that you can't read them? A bit of an insult to those who have worked to bring us a drama series, those who do the makeup, costume or whatever. Or even which actor played which particular character. Then they move so fast you barely have time to read them.
The snow is gone! Fled in the night, to be replaced by heavy rain. Poor Alfie needed to go out into the garden, but he poked his head out of the patio door, gave the rain a look as if to say,' I'm not going out in THAT!' and withdrew into the warmth of the kitchen. Who could blame him? He's now curled up in a bundle of blankets on the sofa, fast asleep! It is quite mild at the moment (3.50p.m.). The sun is attempting to shine. The excitement is too much. I'm having trouble finding anything exciting to write about in this blog post, but never mind. Not every day is action-packed.
I have a cold. I don't think I've had a cold for goodness knows how long, probably a few years. It's not heavy, but annoying. I think I might have caught it when I was at the John Radcliffe hospital last week. If so, it's more than a little bit annoying that you go into hospital to get better, or in my case, to have a procedure done, and you come out with a bug. Nothing serious, but nevertheless it's annoying. I need lots of tissues to blow my nose and I ache a bit but apart from that, nothing much else. I hope it clears up in the next day or two.
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