Tonight’s the finale of Jersey Shore. Who knew that placing young Italians who classify themselves as “guidos” and “guidettes”, into a house together can explode into a major phenomenon? The story behind the show seems ridiculous, follow a bunch of unemployed kids who party all the time. You have to laugh at their stupidity but yet you have to love them at the same time. I have to admit, I’m addicted to the show.
The characters are so memorable, like Snooki and her poof and Mike and his “situation”. The journey they take us on is so different from our regular lives. We sit at home for hours and hours studying and they go clubbing every single night, with a main concern of what t-shirt they should wear. I guess the whole appeal of the show is exactly that; how different their lives are compared to ours. When I watch television, it takes my mind away from studying and allows me to focus on anything but studying.
Jersey Shore has this inapt ability to grab its viewers, enticing them to follow the show, and ultimately relate and feel for the cast of characters. Personal utility offers some reasoning behind why we engage ourselves with these shows. We feel a certain relationship with the characters as we relate their lives with ours. With that we are hooked in by the enjoyment, involvement and perceived learning that we get when watching Jersey Shore.