(This post was originally posted by Clinkers (David) on the Coronation Street Blog in May 2012.)
The wonderful Flaming Nora has already given an equally wonderful assessment of this week's dire episodes of our favourite show. Of course, we've been here before. Corrie has often blundered into this territory, as far back as the gruesome 'Cult of Nirab' nonsense back in the 1990s. There often seems to be a need to string out wafer-thin storylines to the detriment of everything else. The difference this time is that the plots are filled with a whole host of unlikeable characters.
Eileen has spent many years as the Street's official bore-in-residence. Saddled with a feckless son, a dreary campster and the squint-eyed fireman, she moves through life like an over-stuffed sofa. She's relatively friendless and given the amount of time she puts in at Underworld, a useless employee. Her suitors are either mad (well, you'd have to be) or sad. Eileen has out-lived her usefulness on Coronation Street. If they can't come up with a decent character development for her after twelve years, then maybe it's time to call it a day.
The rubbishing of Sunita is particularly sad. Instead of a fun character and the proverbial shoulder to cry on, we are now presented with a comedy cleavage and those ridiculous, coquette-ish looks. One can only grimace at the thought of the hideous humping sessions taking place between Sunita and professional northerner Karl. She is now almost as ridiculous as her comedy husband, Desperate Dev.
We should be of good cheer though. There are the shenanigans of Rita's wedding to look forward to plus some bizarre dressing-up for the Jubilee street party. Hopefully by then, Sunita will have dug out her old mumsy frocks, Eileen will have taken her dreary self off to Cyprus (forever) and Tina will be pulling pints alongside Betty in the Celestial Rovers. We can but hope.
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