Between putting on my make-up and trying to look vaguely representable early in the morning in an Über on my way to work (due to special circumstances), the driver got me talking about TV. It’s a constant battle for the remote, he said. He loves Rhythm City, his wife prefers Uzalo and the kids want Skeem Saam. It’s just Generations, he went on. Since it rebooted, it’s like he can’t get back into it. I think I persuaded him after I told him about the Mazwi/Nolwazi-saga (p16) coming up. But then the chat took an interesting turn and we spoke about how lucky we are to have so many soaps representing so many cultures and sectors – from taxi rivalry, to a gym setting and a more cultural and ancestral belief system. It’s true – I’ve learnt a lot from watching TV. And from reading tvplus. And with the country in turmoil, how lucky are we to still have this one thing that binds us. Viva TV! (And thanks Sifiso, my Überdriver)
Mazwi and Nolwazi are turning up the Generations temperatures.