'Save me' from politics
Experts say the gossip show cycle is exhausted. When Telecinco destroyed the genre's supply chain, Save me, perhaps he wasn't aware that he was beginning a journey through the desert. Or at least not that long. He abruptly killed the father, thinking he could turn without much effort, without analyzing that a large part of his schedule and image was impregnated and fed back by the series of lightness and vulgarity in the name of entertainment. It's not so easy to tell your audience that you're now something else, something more similar to the rest. And less horny.
When one cycle ends, another begins: now that of politics. Not that of analysis, but one that, paradoxically, draws on the codes of the heart. All the networks (even the public one) bet on the info shows, that Ferreras imported here with In the red hot, also in debt to the Save me Sports. They're split-screen programs, full of eye-catching captions, content-fueled claims, built on the belief that viewers, like teenagers on TikTok, need quick, short videos without much time to think. A social media rhythm with little analysis and a lot of politics. Television networks sign collaborators not for their intellectual worth, but as contributors to the show. They act as sweeper trucks and collect the evicted from the chamber. The one who stole the creams at the supermarket, the one who played Candy Crush in Congress, or, now, the one who embellished her resume while attacking her adversary. All legitimized by supposed information, when there's nothing but opinion. And spectacle, of course. Viewers choose what aligns with their thesis and ideology. The problem is that these days we don't talk about trivialities like Amador Mohedano's latest lover or Chabelita's pregnancy. Now, any matter of state is questioned, like the distribution of meat in a zoo's den.
While the creators of Save me They crashed (rightly) into The TV family Because they relied on nostalgia and didn't even have a ladder for their program, info shows They fill hours, legitimized because they talk about serious, important things. Give me ten hours with Jorge Javier Vázquez rather than one with Nacho Abad or Ana Rosa. There was less danger and distortion in sterile entertainment. On TV, no one is there to lecture.
