UNTIL Sunday night I was completely prepared to go to town on The Block.
Something about the way it uses the word "reveal" ad nauseam while offloading poky units for the prices of four-storey mansions strikes me as being more fluff than hard-hitting reality.
I haven't watched a great deal of the show - perhaps just enough to keep abreast of all the chit-chat - but I did watch most of the big final auction episode on Sunday night.
Now maybe this says something about my personality, but I thoroughly enjoyed watching the contestants cry when a dose of reality finally hit them.
Better late than never I suppose.
After all, in what kind of "real world" do people hand you money and a busload of tradesmen so that you can renovate an entire unit complex before selling it off and keeping 100% of money made over the reserve price?
Sounds like a pretty sweet deal, and in past seasons we've watched a few contestants rake in some pretty significant money come auction day.
The fairytale money-making adventure didn't quite work out for everyone this time.
When the first two pairs of contestants made $300,000-plus over reserve, I thought we were going to be in for more of the same.
Then something strange happened: supposedly enthusiastic bidders started to shake their heads, look down at their shoes in a disinterested manner and even smirk at the idea that they should pay anything close to $2 million for the privilege of owning an apartment that had been completely redesigned by a mob of sorry hipsters.
Hell, it almost resembled a real auction!
I reckon a lot of people would be happy to walk away from what is essentially a game show with a few thousand dollars, but if you took a look at some of the faces of a few of those couples on Sunday night, you'd think they'd thrown in all the money for the run-down building, the tradesmen and the materials out of their own pockets.
They looked like children who'd just arrived at the circus, only to be informed that the show was now cancelled because the animals had been poisoned.
Some people may have felt sympathy, but not me.
They signed up for a reality TV show, and it appears that's what they got.