The Verdict – why on earth did we waste 90 minutes watching this last night?
The premise of the programme is a fictitious rape trail with a jury made up of celebrities (or what passes for a celebrity these days which covers anyone who has ever had their name in a newspaper).
The victim, defendants and witnesses were played by actors who had apparently improvised something off camera previously, but judge and the lawyers were real. I couldn’t work out whether the acting was really bad or if it was that the people were supposed to be lying unconvincingly. It also differed from a real trial in that there were lots of breaks, giving the jurors chance to discuss what they thought so far i.e. argue with each other.
We only watched it because the Sunday Times talked it up but then they also claimed Patsy Palmer was ‘one to watch’ but all I saw her do was stuff her face with the fruit platter. It might improve over the course of the week but do I really want to devote that much time to it? And the conclusion (or the verdict I suppose) is on Friday which is my birthday and I really don’t intend to celebrate turning 32 watching poor reality television.
(But I do kind of want to know what happens)