More Stylish Drama...

I imagine most of you will have somehow managed to resist the allure of Mistresses, BBC1's sub-chicklit soap that wishes so much it was Sex and the City. Mistresses is about a group of daft bints, all of them old enough to know better, all of them apparently irrestistible to men and incapable of resisting in return - as Homer said of Sex and the City, it's 'about these middle-aged women who behave like gay guys' - so the 'drama' consists entirely of the various ups and downs (as it were) of their wholly unbelievable sex lives. (The men, of course, are all improbably good looking and all either dull or dodgy, or both.) I believe that, as with Sex and the City, many watch this tosh - or claim to - for the interior decor and the clothes, which are indeed, er, striking... Anyway, my point is not to write about Mistresses (it would be to waste criticism on unresisting imbecility, as Johnson said in another context) but of what followed last night's episode. A BBC continuity announcer said, with a straight face, that for 'more stylish drama' we should switch to BBC 4 for... Mad Men. Now Mad Men stands in relation to Mistresses pretty much as Rembrandt stands in relation to Thomas Kinkade, Painter of Light. Yet the BBC seems to believe there is a common audience and a common appeal - the two programmes are also yoked together on the iPlayer trail - and that viewers of Mistresses will be left at the end of each episode thinking, Mmm that was stylish drama and no mistake. I wonder where I can find some more? Mad Men eh? Surely it can't be as stylish as Mistresses? Oh well I'll give it a try...
The BBC has lost the plot.