Media Diary - Week 6

This week is...

Guilty Pleasures Week!


As we move towards a week off we may have grand plans to visit friends and family, maybe do dome exercise or even do some work early to avoid feeling rubbish at the end of it - or we may just plan to sit and veg.

Work through a DVD box set or two, dedicate some time to a neglected GTA or even properly catch up on your online social life.

There is also a good chance that you will indulge yourself in a few guilty pleasures. Those media texts that you really shouldn't watch or watch but you just so happen to consume because they are there.

This is the media diary entry for...

The intellectual who secretly watches The Jeremy Kyle show
The feminist who ashamedly loves Miley Cyrus
The socialist who covertly reads the Daily Mail
The music snob with One Direction hidden on their iPod
The film fan with both Harold & Kumar movies on DVD
The hipster who surreptitiously borrows their mum's copy of Hello! magazine

Whoever you are and whatever your secret you must confess all and write this up as a diary entry!

Here's what to do...

  • Explain what the text is and who the target audience is
  • Explain why you think that it is a text that you wouldn't usually consume based on what audience type you think you are and other texts you consume
  • Explain what reading you take of the text - do you consume with a preferred reading and enjoy it for what it is, or do you purposefully consume it to read it in a different way
  • Explain what the appeals are for you - try to use media theory

We all have these guilty pleasures, I think you'll find that revealing the truth about yourself is liberating.

I suppose it's only fair to share one of my own. Despite being pretty snobby about most things media related. I still enjoy my fair share of trash TV, I might make sure that their are box sets of The Wire and Twin Peaks on show for when people visit but I do love Man Vs Food and Come Dine with Me!

I will talk endlessly about the genius of Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin or  the obscure Sigur Ros - but there are too many incidences of air guitar to Dire Straits to be considered a one off.

However perhaps my dirtiest little secret is one that would make my parents disown me and  ashame my former film tutors into reconsidering giving me a Film Studies degree.

My name is Nick and I love the Patrick Swayze movie; Road House


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