It's impossible to have a 24-hour news service without sensationalising banalities (there just isn't that much news to report), but it's much worse when it makes catastrophes seem banal. Did we need to see the planes hitting the towers again and again and again?
David Simon turned a straightforward cop show into a multi-layered vision of urban decline. It was filled with humour and humanity and it tore up the rulebook for US drama.
All his programmes have spectacular cinematography, a steady hand on the wheel, and plenty of life-and-death drama thanks to their lead character, an awful bastard called "nature".
Three middle aged white men live out their teenage Ferrari smashing fantasies and it's way funnier and more entertaining than it ought to be. Jeremy Clarkson, I hate you... Damn it... Kiss me, you fool.
Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant took the comedy of failure to whole new levels with their pseudo-documentary tale of David Brent, the manager from one of the more banal and vain pockets of hell.
Whilst beginning with a strong tale of female empowerment and friendship, it's real message was that all women were either a Carrie, a Miranda, a Charlotte, or a Samantha, and that whilst independence was fun, marrying a rich businessman was funner.
You can either enjoy this tale of 1960s advertising executives for the period detail, clean lines, and '60s fashion, or the dark picture it paints of a society smothering itself in conformity.
A plane crashes on an island with a monster. No, it's an island with a ghost. No, it's an island run by an evil corporation. No, it's an island with a rabid polar bear. Wait, they're going back in time. Hold on! They go returning from the island. Gaah, we've forgotten about the polar bear. Is that the polar bear again? No, it's Hurley. Lost is one of the more infuriating sci-fi hits of the past decade.
Ten years of Big Brother and what have we learned? That watching bored humans in an enclosure is actually less entertaining than watching bored animals in the zoo.
It's still here! And isn't Gay Byrne looking well.
The decade kicked off with Channel 5's Naked Jungle, a nudist quiz show hosted by naked Keith Chegwin. "The worst career move of my life," said the portly television desperado.
Insecure women are encouraged to have plastic surgery by beauty industry parasites. The people behind this show are all going to hell, including Ireland's own Amanda Byram, who presented it.
Originally called Let's all Laugh at the Underclass, each episode sees Jeremy Kyle (left) parading life's victims before an audience who desperately want to feel better about their own, presumably also quite awful, lives.
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