Snobs: the TV show . . wouldn’t you rather a season in purgatory? updated sunday March 28, 2010

When George Bernard Shaw said that youth is wasted on the young, he was so incredibly right.

The mooted TV series, Snobs, looks set to be another great notch in the belt of the Australian TV industry.

It astounds me how a producer can throw four attractive young women together and assume they will maketh a winning formula.

And that’s no matter how loose the actual plot of the potential TV series, revoltingly titled ‘Snobs’, may actually be.

The series is being ‘pitched as a local version of Sex And The City and Gossip Girl.’

And according to a story I read on (that made me chuckle) it ‘co-stars Gracie Otto and Amber L’Estrange, girlfriend of one of the city’s richest young men, entrepreneur Justin Hemmes.

‘Along with Augusta Miller, daughter of film-maker George Miller, and NIDA graduate Ashley Ricardo, the women play privileged Sydney eastern suburbs 20-somethings.

‘They are young, glamorous, famous and spoilt, and now the princesses of Sydney’s social scene are making a TV series – about themselves.’

Oh god, when do we start to vom? Don’t we want ‘feel-good’ TV nowadays not ‘how-not-to-feel-good-about-yourself’ TV?

‘ “The idea is to break out of the suburban, realistic nature of most Australian social drama,” Ms Otto told The Sunday Telegraph, apparently, during ‘a break from filming at a luxurious Palm Beach house.’

‘ “On TV you’ve got things like Home and Away and Love My Way. Programs which don’t really explore our generation,” she said.

So, the ever-popular Home and Away and the award-winning Love My Way don’t and didn’t talk love, death, body image, fidelity, politics, depression, social affairs and relationships but a handful of self-indulgent ‘Snob’ party girls will?

I bet the genuinely nice Ms Otto will be regretting that particular media quote.

The Telegraph story went onto say that the producer is hoping ‘to attract the interest of international broadcasters and pay-TV’s Foxtel is rumoured to be circling the eight-part series.’

Good luck.

The Sex And The City girly-formula worked brilliantly. Once. And Twice and maybe three times with the movie franchise.

But look at Cashmere Mafia? It was a SATC dilution that didn’t work.

At least the SATC women had some life experience on their side; they wore and continue to wear some astonishingly expensive clothes that many women just like to ogle; and some viewers even felt they ‘grew’ with the cast, as opposed to just party with them.

For a zillion years I have observed what passes as ‘society’ in newspaper columns, on TV, radio and in mags.

So, I am speaking from some ‘social’ experience having watched the young and the old ‘party’ and live, often ludicrously narcissistic lives.

Simply, most youthful society dwellers aren’t very interesting. I know. I’ve dealt with them.

If they aren’t talking about where they had their hair extensions done or who sprays the best tan or who gives the best fake eyelashes or how much gear they snorted the night before, they’re just fairly boring and bland.

Take a look at the ‘beautys‘ on Beauty and The Geek.

Hardly a brain between them and when the fake tans washes off; the black roots start to show and the once-cute freckles become unsightly sun spots, they ain’t all that beauteous.

So, eight eps of party girls and their lives?

Let’s hope the series digs deeper than the thickness of last night’s make-up.