2005-11-27 - 4:57 p.m.
Can I just say how much I loathe Ghost Whisperer? I hate that it's such a blatant rip-off of Medium, which is a genuinely good show. I hate the rank sentimentality of Ghost Whisperer. I hate the tidied-up, made-for-TV version of 'quirky' it attempts to create. I hate Jennifer Love Hewitt's bizarre fashion sense. I hate her noble paramedic husband. I hate their big shiny brass porno-bed. I hate the lack of dust and mess in their unrealistically huge, allegedly-under-renovation Victorian house. I hate the way that running her own small business seems in their universe to give her ample free time to run about simpering at ghosts. I hate the fact that she has yet to come up with some plausible excuse for why she keeps showing up at people's doorsteps with messages from the dead, and just keeps blinking her big cow eyes and false eyelashes at them and stammering about how they just *have* to listen to her. I hate her false eyelashes and liquid eyeliner, both of which she seems to wear to bed, along with skimpy pajamas, despite the fact that anyone who has lived in a victorian house or a house under renovation can tell you a little something about drafts and just how many layers of flannel you have to wear to bed if it's really cold enough out for her to be wearing her big sweeping pseudo-goth black coat.
Her bizarre flippy hair makes me actively angry. Is she rely going bald? Are they putting her in hair-pieces and wigs? Is that why every scene features her in some new overdone hair arrangement, each one more dome-like at the top and flippy at the bottom than the last?
I hate this show so much I may have to keep watching it occasionally, just to enjoy the rare experience of unadulterated contempt which it provides me with...
