There was a time, when I was young and dinosaurs walked the
earth, that we all watched television together. I don’t mean as a family
(though we did that), I mean as a nation. Now all of us weren’t in my Mum’s
living room, obviously. We only had a small black and white set so there would
have been some serious squinting going off at the back. No, I mean the entire
country watched its favourite programmes at the same time. We had to, there was
no other way. We had just two or three television channels available via one
delivery channel. No repeats, no videos, no download. Grab it now before its
gone.
Dixon of Dock Green, Morecambe and Wise, Twin Peaks –
whatever genre, whatever era your favourite show was, it was only available
right here, right now. And because nobody wanted to miss them then some shows
that were watched by half the population at the same time. The Americans had a
phrase for it. They called it ‘water cooler television’, meaning that people
would be talking about them around the water cooler at work the following day.
We don’t do that now. We can’t. The world has changed.
A conversation at the proverbial drinks machine used to go
something like this.
‘Wasn’t (insert name of programme here) great last night?’
‘I know. Who’d have thought that he’d turn out to be the
killer?’
‘I knew it all along. He had that look about him.’
… etc, until someone wandered over to tell you that your
break ended fifteen minutes ago and the Big Boss was on the warpath.
These days you’re more likely to hear the following.
‘Wasn’t (insert name of programme here) great last night?’
‘Ooh no, don’t tell me! I’ve recorded it, I’m watching it
tonight.’
‘Ah ok. Well I’ll just tell you about this fantastic part
where he’s abducted by space aliens…’
‘La! La! La! I’m not listening!’
We’ve killed the art of discussing our favourite shows by
watching them at different times in different ways. Some still sit around the
telly of an evening with the family waiting for the show to start while others
record it for later viewing while they go about their lives, not tied down to
any entertainment schedule. Some get their televisual delights delivered
through their letterbox in box set form on subscription while others still –
and this is fast becoming the favourite viewing pattern of many young people –
download the show to their laptop’s hard drive. Just as text and social media
have drastically altered the way that we communicate with each other generally,
this increased choice of deliver channels has changed the way we discuss our entertainment.
Now people are more likely to seek out online discussion groups about their
favourite television shows. Or radio ones for that matter, as I do with other
fans of ‘The Archers’. I know, but I’m old. And old fashioned.
So the conversation around the drinks machine (or the bar)
about television is pretty much dead. There’s always someone who is three
seasons behind you in their viewing of a show. But while technology has closed
this particular door for entertainment consumers it’s opened other doors for
creators. A generation ago a writer with an idea for a script would have to
approach the television stations either directly or through an agent, then
filter their concept through levels of producers and committees until, if they
were very, very lucky, something might eventually be made that was a vague
approximation of their original idea. They’d get the payment and the credit but
not the artistic control. These days things are different.
Just as Lulu and other self-publishing services have made
getting a book to market a relatively easy affair, so has You Tube and Vimeo
opened up a world of new customers for filmmakers. Write a script, get together
with other creative types, make your movie and put it on a site for the world
to consume. It’s that easy.
Of course there’s a downside to this. Total creative control
and ease of availability decreases the chances that the finished product will
be any good…
Shaun Finnie is
currently self-editing his first novel.
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