Dělníci bulváru (S02E01)

Not even after the infected hour it is clear where Vít Klusák was heading, but one thing he succeeded in was getting me worked up right away. Watching a group of self-centered freaks is no picnic and the main credit for that goes to worker number one. A confident ignoramus who just swallowed half the world and speaks at a pace that indicates he forgot to stop using cocaine. And he tells the same story a hundred and one ways - that he is just giving people exactly what they want. I get it, there must be something to it, numbers don't lie. But as soon as he starts boasting that he doesn't release anything but the truth, a figurative dagger in the pocket widens wide open. Once the spotlight shifts to the side laborers led by Miss Olga "I can't say a sentence in a normal voice" Štiplová and they express that a tabloid journalist is as hardworking and at risk as a war correspondent, it's over. There simply are no answers here. Of course, other than the fact that Pavlík is doing it for money, which is why he rarely sees his little one. But there are countless people like that in the world. Their job is still better than this filth. (06.05.2014)