Summary The writing of Sálvame a Gustavo González (Operación Deluxe): "The directors want to mess with this issue of actresses"
Investigation The direction of Save me "propelled" an illegal investigation of 140 celebrities
List Belén Esteban, Isabel Pantoja, Julio Aparicio and Di Stéfano, among the famous spies of the 'Operation Deluxe'
If you consume
Save me
regularly, you will have noticed that the dose no longer has the same effect as before.
There was a time when the Mediaset soap opera was a
nirvana of insignificance
, a placebo against boredom from the most delirious excrescences of the heart -one of the best subgenres that the program invented, apart from the polygraph, was the taxonomy of
Paquirrín
's girlfriends
- and, when we tuned into Telecinco, we knew that
Jorge Javier
and his crew would give us what was promised, joy and delirium in the face of the sadness of the competition, which had not yet discovered Turkish soap operas.
But now you turn on the program and
it seems like an
after
in its penultimate hour,
a sad thing, a frozen image of the decadence before the disaster, Europe in the spring of 1914. The causes could be many: the progressive erosion of the characters that gave it vidillo to the format -
Kiko Hernández
in his stage of exclusive predator,
Belén Esteban
screaming bare-, or the biased politicization that dominates the rundown since Jorge Javier was podemized, or perhaps the fact that the new celebrities are more cautious, and no longer lend themselves to public ridicule in exchange for a mortar.
In any case, if we liked something about
Sálvame
, it was that it turned the Telecinco set into the Cabaret Voltaire in Zürich, into an
absurd bacchanal
with girlfriends of soccer players, carnival freaks, adorably seedy white-label celebrities and collaborators who, with great acting skills, they did not skimp on outbursts, little scenes with the raised finger and strategic escapes from the set to keep the audience on edge, make a mysterious call or visit the toilet.
That was so grotesque that it
relieved the tensions
of a shitty day.
It was declining
Save me
and it's time to pull trankimazín.
Dadaist spirit
The worst thing that has happened to the program is that it
left behind the Dadaist spirit,
or chuminero, to turn to the ideologized commentary on reality.
That is to say, it has gone from leveling frivolity to sectarian pretentiousness, which is the clumsiest way to expel your natural audience -or, put another way, abandon the marujas to embrace the charos-.
Every time Lydia Lozano decided to get up from her chair to dance like the last survivor of a bachelor party at a Salou disco, the heavens opened: Save me she told us that life is short and that grief eats away at your health.
Now you put the program and
the bitterness is perceived.
It may be the audience figures -the format is already at 10% share, the edge of the abyss-, the purges in the team of collaborators without charisma that last two days, the dismissal of Paz Padilla, the new reputational stain of the 'Operation Deluxe'-, or a huge wear without remedy.
The fact is that
Save me
, which was a metaphor for carefree Spain -and not necessarily silly-, is now a
symptom of a tense Spain,
which will not find rest.
It is possible that that call from Pedro Sánchez in 2014 changed everything.
Before, politics was part of the gossip press, but that made the inherent frivolity of the heart settle in politics.
Save me
was getting into the angry conversation of social networks, perhaps because he saw money and not a black hole.
Instead of entertaining his natural audience - bar or barbershop creatures - he sought out the volatile
urban
hipster mob,
swapped pink for purple
, began emphasizing any trifle - an inheritance, a scam, a boob job, a cocaine addiction, some horns - with the ideology of political correctness.
This leads to self-censorship: not to humiliate, disqualify, objectify, offend and provoke in order to ingratiate themselves with the new morality of the networks, forgetting that
Save me
has more to do with the circus than with religion.
And when the moralizing line prevails over the satire, the jaded people change the channel or switch to Netflix, which is the same but more modern.
Or perhaps the decline has another explanation: they say that Rocío Carrasco is jinxed, a subject that would make for a barbaric program that, unfortunately, we will never see.
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