Take this with a grain of salt, it's not intended as a rant against these shows . . .
I'll be the first to admit, my guilty pleasure is teen dramas. There's something about watching them that makes me think, "I wish that had been my high school experience", and other times when I'm relieved it wasn't.
I'm also guilty of being a viewer of The Secret Life of the American Teenager. Why, you may ask? Simple. I was looking for a new show to watch that fateful summer it premiered. And I couldn't stop. It was addictive like a drug, the all-too familiar 7th Heaven producing team, complete with the same high school set, same hangouts, same corny music, and same didactic lessons. but yes, I got sucked into the teen life of Amy Juergens, pregnant at 15. At times, it's kept me entertained, although I stand by my belief that the only character without fault is Tom, but that is another story.
So, I confess, less horrifyingly, that I also watch 90210, the re-launch of the popular 90's teen drama that started it all, Beverly Hills, 90210. Same music, same eerily familiar plot lines, a new generation of kids tainted by popularity and money. And occassionally, guest starring roles by former West Bev alums. Somewhat against my better judgment, and after almost two seasons, I cannot stop watching this show. Even if I miss an episode, I keep right on watching.
I guess I'm a creature of habit. I follow shows like they're children of a person I admire, hoping the same qualities have rubbed off. But recently remarking about my addiction to these stepchildren of formerly glorious teen shows to my mother I put it like this, "The more I watch Secret Life, the more classy 90210 gets."
Watch them for yourself. . .
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