For nearly two decades, the golden age of television was defined by a specific kind of anxiety. We worshipped the moral rot of Walter White, the nihilistic chess games of Succession , and the soul-crushing dread of Chernobyl . The mantra was simple: darker, smarter, harder. If it didn’t make you feel like you needed a shower afterward, was it even art?
Similarly, the “clean with me” video genre on YouTube and Instagram has turned household chores into spectator sports. Watching a stranger organize their pantry or scrub a tile grout provides the same dopamine release as finishing a level in a video game, but without the thumb cramps. ExxxtraSmall.22.07.21.Haley.Spades.All.The.Rave...
Perhaps the most telling symptom is the rise of “ambient entertainment.” On YouTube, the most popular live streams aren’t concerts or e-sports. They are “Lo-Fi Hip Hop Radio – Beats to Relax/Study To.” That animated loop of Shiroku the cat studying by a rainy window has generated hundreds of millions of hours of watch time. It is entertainment that demands almost nothing from you except your presence. For nearly two decades, the golden age of
We have spent five years doomscrolling. We have survived a pandemic, a political apocalypse, and the slow enshittification of the internet. We are tired. If it didn’t make you feel like you
This doesn’t mean the end of edgy content. The Last of Us and The Bear (which, despite its stress, is technically a comedy) prove that high-tension art still has a place. But the center of gravity has shifted.
Sometime between the third global lockdown and the endless scroll of the “For You” page, the cultural pendulum snapped back with a vengeance. The hottest genre of 2024 isn’t a thriller or a noir. It is the .
But coziness isn’t just about aesthetics. It’s about narrative stakes. For a generation raised on the cliffhanger (thanks, Lost ) and the shocking character death (thanks, Game of Thrones ), there is radical rebellion in a show where the worst thing that can happen is a soggy bottom.