Thursday, November 24

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Has anyone else had the misfortune of sitting through more than ten minutes worth of this?

Apparently, this cross between E-Street and Ship to Shore features a university, and I only know this because of some of the choice lines that some of the ensemble cast of hip young leading Australian talent has dropped.

Lines such as:

'I'm training to be a professional sports scientist.'*

'I've missed two lectures this morning!'

and,

'I'll be late for class.'

Clearly the script advisor either studied too much, simply has no concept of what university life constitutes these days.

Further to this, the series was originally named 'Campus' - lame.

I'll keep you updated on when it's name changes to 'Cancelled'.

(* I've been notified of a complaint that perhaps I am not treating the many sports scientists out there with enough respect. From here on in I'd like to qualify the above remark with the following: you guys are nothing but p.e. teachers in white coats. That is all.)

9 Comments:

Blogger nicholas said...

Hear, Hear!!

I caught the end of this excellent program while I was waiting for an even better serving of "Australia's Brainest Comedian" to ease the study burden (There's no denying Sandra Sully is the greatest orator to grace our television screens).

The scene I so luckily saw involved an appalling display of "acting" from a tall blonde woman (shall we call her Blondie) and a man I think was her psychiatrist.

Blondie: This has everything to do with my father.

Guy: Let's talk about your father.

Blondie: This was all his idea.

Guy: Right.

Blondie: I don't want to talk about my father, I'm leaving. *Gets up and walks to the door*

Guy: OK, right, but you brought him up...

Blondie: *stops for a second* You always want to talk about my father.

Guy: But... hang on, you brought him up.

Blondie: Hurrumph, I'm leaving. I don't want to talk about my father.


NB: Actual conversation may not have taken place as transcribed here - probably less meaningful.




I'm hearing something.

Oh, it's just an AXE.

*Cough*

11:22 PM  
Blogger The Student said...

Bang on.

I saw that bit. The blonde is meant to be the coastal village tart. Tease.

No where near enough tit on that show, it could learn a bit from Chances.

Odd are that the script writers are google searching headLand, and then scaning the negative commentary for ideas.

I'll put $10 on seeing Jeremy Simms handcuffed to a bed in next weeks episode.

11:31 PM  
Blogger Erica said...

For some reason they play this show during the day as well as at night. I had the misfortune of waking up this morning to it after falling asleep with my TV on last night. That blonde was strutting through the university grounds wearing tight jeans and half-a-slaughtered-animal-cum-vest, giving every male in the vacinty the eye. She passed a group of people doing nightclub dancing in the middle of the day, in some outside area of the University. Have I missed something in my 4 years of tertiary education? Because I don't ever remember a group of people doing any hardcore nightclub dancing at lunchtime around either Monash or RMIT. That's the kind of really bad extras behaviour you'd see in a dodgy high school drama production, yet this crap is on television!

2:32 AM  
Blogger The Student said...

animal-cum-vest

Moving right along...

I've never seen 'techno' dancing at Uni, but I have (and this is topical) seen a wanker who was in the pants of a friend of ours from school, dancing out the front of a Surf Dive Ski in Torquay while they played something BARELY uptempo enough to elicit that sort of response.

It was a kind up full speed nutbush, it had arm movement and a format, but it was death to stand near. he wore orange pants.

Were this not a PG blog, I'd go into other stuff this guy did on that trip that drove me nuts, but I'll leave it at that for the moment.

(and thanks for stopping by Nicholas!)

2:38 AM  
Blogger Erica said...

Since when has this blog been PG? We're all adults here, at least I think we are, so spill the Heinz baked beans in tomato sauce Student. And anyone who wears orange pants is a wanker. Full stop. Orange pants can NEVER look good. On anyone. Under any circumstance.

2:43 AM  
Blogger The Student said...

There's a degree of sexual banter that I don't go into on here (because it's a blog about uni), so consequently I can't share what it was that 'that fuckwit (name omitted) brough to schoolies' did that was so annoying.

2:47 AM  
Blogger Erica said...

Schoolies is mildly related to study - you could make it work. Or else just start a second blog to fill with all that sexual banter I know is flitting around in your head.

2:54 AM  
Blogger The Student said...

I'll leave the sex based blogs to the attention seekers.

2:56 AM  
Blogger Erica said...

But it would be such a great read. Ah well, I'll just have to make up stories in my head about all the things that may have happened on schoolies. Enough of this comment chit chat now. It's getting late.

3:13 AM  

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