Between BBC Two’s portrait of Sylvia Plath and Mark Gatiss’s film about the artist John Minton, there was no competition.
Overshadowed by the 1975 film, this time-passing beach read is late-summer perfection on the radio.
Not going to lie to you, but it doesn’t feel like the Brentwood I grew up in.
While experts opposed 2004’s challenge to stay awake for seven nights for £100,000, its participants think reality shows today are crueller.
Today’s reboot may outshine the original, but its failure to address economic injustice makes the otherwise progressive show more backward than its predecessor.
Television’s most spectacular hoax was more of a life lesson than a practical joke.
For a comprehensive guide to bringing up children, just watch César Millán’s tips for rehabilitating dogs.
Tuning in from his hospital bed, my schoolfriend and I would cringe at the mothers miming their daughters’ curves.
In today’s world of the Fab Five group-hugging in changing rooms, we forget how it all began with “chicken wing arms”, “thunder thighs” and “tits like fried eggs”.
The series that fat-shamed and idealised thinness is popular among online viewers who suffer from anorexia and other eating disorders.
It wasn’t beauty, wealth or sex that enticed audiences – simply a bizarre fascination with other people’s filth.