I guess it’s happened again. I can remember vividly the moment a few years ago when I looked at my tired old telly and stopped loving it the way I used to. Why? Well, I’m afraid my head had been turned by the slim, smooth lines of LCD TV and I’d fallen fast and fallen hard. After that there was no going back.
Recently I went through the whole process again, only this time the object of my affections was 3D television. I must admit I’d never been that bothered about 3D. I’m old enough to remember the cinema craze from the 1980s, when you stuck on a pair of paper glasses with flimsy red and green lenses and pretended you were having a great time when it fact you felt slightly sick and very underwhelmed.
Recently 3D films have made a big comeback but my idea of a fun day at the movies has never really been about seeing cartoon chickens leaping through the air towards me. Call me old fashioned. So I was genuinely shocked when I found out just how amazing 3D television could be. My brother in law was the first person I knew who got one, and when he couldn’t stop chattering about it his excitement eventually convinced me to buy 3D TV. It’s been brilliant. It’s especially great for watching sport and movies, I find, because you feel like you’re right in the middle of the action. Images literally jump out of the screen into your living room. It’s incredibly cool – even the glasses!
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