I'm posting for 60 days straight, leading up to my early December birthday, and I'm making the time to write on behalf of slain UCC Professor and aspiring novelist, Larry Levine.
This Daily Beast article cites some just plain ridiculous TV data from Hollywood Reporter's Tim Goodman: a whopping 1,715 SERIES were aired in 2014 on primetime television. Of those, 352 were scripted. According to Kevin Fallon in the Beast article, "Those 352 series are broken down into 199 series on cable, 129 on broadcast, and 24 on streaming services like Netflix, Amazon, and Hulu."
I'll admit, first thought belongs to the Negative Nate voice, "And I'm not even writing or directing for one? One of 352?? Way to go Hess!"
Second thought was something like, HOLY SHITE that's a mountain of programming being created. And then the questions came pouring - who are these series for? And when exactly is that audience supposed to watch, given our harried, hectic, chasin' the dollar lives?
Which makes me wonder about the millions and millions of dollars poured into the creation of these shows. Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled - and more than jealous - so many producers, writers, actors, directors, and crew are getting paid union scale to create. But THREE HUNDRED and FIFTY TWO shows?
No wonder I can't keep up. Having written and directed a short film, created and launched an audio podcast, and delivered corporate video projects so far in '15, I can personally attest that when I'm creating, my viewership / listener ship decreases dramatically.
Note that I haven't mentioned the 1,363 remaining series. Those 'reality' ones - technically considered unscripted but we all know those shows are as real as Hussein's WMDs - depress the hell outta me. And make me quite angry at the vacuousness, the pettiness.
Off to bed ... hmmm, I've got a tablet, wonder what's on Netflix?