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In 2002, the 'reality TV' craze was riding high, after Jade Goody's victory in Big Brother, but for those who didn't get through to that, an ad was placed in a personal column for a reality show to rival that. A group of distinctive, quirky personalities were asked to give up their homes, lives and jobs for a year to appear on a new show to rival BB, only for the show to never materialise, leaving each of the individuals without their dream moment. Twenty years later, the group are reunited, while the failed producer, who now goes by the name of N Quentin Woolf, looks on.
With the recent resurrection of Big Brother, the original 'reality TV' production, on ITV (I think), it's timely that this intriguing little production from Amazon Prime has risen up, documenting a production that wasn't so lucky. It caught my eye to begin with given the dark edge it seemed to possess, given this was a group of people who were asked to give up everything about their lives, but as it turns out, this is a largely light hearted and fluffy piece that looks back with a sentimental glint.
The group on display are the usual type of exhibitionists and extroverts, who in one way or another have to show off and stand out, but none are particularly unlikeable or overly narcissistic in any way, and even as their dilemma was unfolding, they seem to react to the situation with humour and resignation, which is much the way they appear in the present, without much in the way of bitterness. The man behind it all, Woolf, seems genuinely contrite and regretful over everything that happened, just a situation that spiralled out of control. The apparent naivety of the participants comes off as a reflection of the time, as one of them laments, a column ad like that in the present day would scream alarm bells, but at the time, it's more conceivable that people could get sucked in.
Director Ashley Francis-Roy condenses everything into a neat and succinct three episodes that ensures everything doesn't become overwhelming. It's a fact-is-stranger-than-fiction tale, that is fitting for the modern reality TV obsessed world we live in. ***
