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I'm not sure if the producers have had to re-hire the people who used to edit the highlights (if so, I hope it was punitively expensive) or if it's to do with something else, but finally, this is beginning to seem like it's worth watching.
Tragic, vain Ziggy, now trapped in a nominations suicide pact with Chanelle - he never intended things to go quite this far, surely?
All Chanelle wanted was to marry somebody nice, ghost-write a column for the Evening Standard, and have warm chicken, rocket and goats cheese salad for lunch every day for the rest of her life. It's not too much to ask for. But now she's in this hell.
Carole and Brian, both equally loathsome 'common sense' voices, are now beginning to think they might win. In this respect Carole at least seems fairly deluded, although it would be excellent if the wheels came off the Brian-mobile. He's not as obnoxious as 'Perfect Pete', yet, but at this point he's shaping up well, and there are presumably another couple of months to go.
Charley might be the first housemate to OD within a year of eviction. This in spite of 'the love' she was shown by the GBP when she left - there was a point, quite early on post re-entry, when she stopped clowning around with regard to the 'I Heart Charley' photos on sticks, and actually began to believe they were out there, her public. It's not going to end well. Even in terms of being a car crash sleb, Charley seems incapable of taking whatever mininal PR direction Jade Goody sat still for, before the fall.
Lots of time for Gerry, though. According to some on Digital Spy he be the spawn of Satan, his reflection disappear in the mirror, and so on, but I think he's acting much the same way any rational human being might do, under very trying circumstances. |
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