Carmo-2

To watch this show, one needs to appreciate the theory that forms the basis for its storytelling conceit. Forming the basis of the thesis I am currently working on at Fretwell Tech U., I have grown to marvel at the intense allegorical sinews that support the five minutes of short storytelling.

The show begins and ends, for example, the same way each time. This repetition serves to reflect the banality of the post-modern soul, while at the same time reflecting its kineticism, through dynamic visual juxtapositions: colour and light fuse with motion to render the viewer helplessly enamoured with the final product.

Zeugma, asyndeton and anaphora are used to elucidate the complexity of the 90s soul. Consciousness is explored, and yet never fully realized - the viewer gets to experience the orgasmic reality of a perpetual silence.

I once wrote on my hand "Freaky Stories" to remember to watch it.

There is one trap that modern cookery shows have fallen into; and that headfirst. That is: there is too much talk about food.

As a result, the charismatic Jamie Oliver (he speaks funny! Did you notice?) is left out to dry by appalling scripts. The plots are non-sensical, there is little to no pathos, even less bathos, and the love stories - well let's just say it's no Romeo and Juliet (that was written by Shakespeare - he's also English, just like Jamie).

Take a typical episode:

Synopsis, "Here's how to cook". What? We know nothing of the characters, their situation, who's in love with whom, and do we care about them? Not likely!

The special effects are good though.

P.S. Be warned, that is not how you spell "tucker". Although it may well be how you spell "pukka". For those kids in Grade school working on projects and such.

Many people may treat "Fast Tracks" as a mere glimpse into the world of the up and coming athlete. But there is much more. So much more.

In truth, the sporting tribulations of the protagonists are a mere metaphor for the greater drama of the human comedy - life.

Indeed, just as Samantha falls while she learns to throw discuss, so too do great writers fall when they write, lovers when they love, leaders when they lead.

Tragedy is by no means restricted to a sporting primary school in suburban Western Australia.