I stopped after work for a little happy hour with a friend and I’m feeling a little, er, happy. And yet … not.
I got to talking with my friend about Days. He used to watch Days, back in the days when everyone watched soaps. Now he watches Lost, or follows the entertainment news (has Britney turned her life around at last?). That’s what people do now, to feed their need for continuing stories.
What are soaps to do? They are getting no new viewers, the best they can hope for is to hang onto the viewers they have. I realized today that I am an anomoly, someone who hadn’t watched soaps for 17 years, and yet was brought back through nostalgia and circumstance. I haven’t watched today’s episode yet. I watched Wednesday and Thursday with my finger itching over the FF button.
It’s true, no one watches soaps anymore.
I know long term stories are dead. I know slow burn romances are dead. I know Dena Higley is a crappy writer. I know Stephen Nichols, Mary Beth Evans, and my other favorites are never going to get stories worthy of their talents.
Why do I watch when I have no hope?