I swear, the pure, un-cut, unadulterated, uncompromised script, exactly as it occurs around me, would serve as riotous fodder for a new hit series TV show. Something about it is impeccably pathetic. Everyone predictably sticking to their stereotype. It's as if someone's holding the director's puppet strings here.
one person takes themselves way too seriously. another barely trusts themself. one person cannot shut up with their opinions. another never says a word, more, expressing himself through grunts or personally inspired one-liners.
Something about a tightly knit family group gives one the unconscious feeling that something may not be right. But everything's 'normal'; nothing's changed.
pent up aggression. split-second emotions. a home improvement project here. a family vote there. then there's the veto.
Viewed as an out-of-body experience, it seems ridiculous, almost funny. I'm pretty sure the only thing we lack now are the sound bytes of an audience's laughter interspersed throughout.
someone blows a situation entirely out of proportion. someone else sweeps something under the rug. quote "discussions". persuading. one person telling another off. or not.
If I could just transcribe it to a script, someone I'm sure would pay me big money for it. Better yet, get some hidden cameras in here. As embarrassing as it would be, someone, if not everyone not in the footage, would laugh until their sides hurt. A bit of the syndrome where everyone can identify with someone they're watching.
ridiculous obsessions. random diets. petty excuses.
All in a season's run.
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