TOWIE - Season 227

As another series of TOWIE ends, I think it was the two hundred and twenty seventh, or does it just feel like that? We are still assured, by Denise Van Outen, that: these people are real. But come on. It might have, sort of, started out that way, but now it's a show about reality TV stars. We see a parade of hyper expensive watches, cars, sunglasses, even Nanny Pat has veneers, so this is no longer the tale of ordinary Essex folk, the production company would like us to think. The characters income remains a mystery, but surely it's now all television and magazine generated? 

So, enough of the gripes what did we all make of this series? Well, I found it a little flat, no pun intended. It felt like, more than ever, the  characters were being shoe horned together. You sit there saying 'why are they talking, do they even know each other?' And how many times do we have to have to swallow, yet another, crafted confrontation? Although Mario really was shaking with rage when he argued with the king of Clearasil Diags. But it's Gemma who has really cornered the market when it comes to dust ups; and I felt sorry for the target of her rage Charlie, who reminded me of the goat chained up in the T Rex pen in Jurassic Park. Well, they both shared the same fate. 

But TOWIE is also about romance, yeah I know, and we got more than our share, although, at times, it was very hard to keep track. Lauren and a Tom, another Lauren and a Tom, Lydia and a Tom, and of course, the Wills and Kate of the show Joey and Sam. If these life affirming relationships didn't warm your heart, then perhaps you have no heart.

Also I used to wonder why they kept flashing the names on screen, but these days it is necessary as TOWIE has a larger cast than Doctor Zhivago. Every week someone new pops up as yet another old stalwart wanders on to pastures more profitable. But one character deserves special praise, and I am sure Peter Griffin was cheering as Lauren 'Popey' Popebrought back the side boob to British television. Good on you girl, it is trend setters like you that makes TOWIE the pound coin in the dog turd that is  ITV 2. I don't know about you but I can't wait for Marbs, I have my veneers and fake tan all ready to go.

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