My wife loves "Hells Kitchen" and never misses one. I don't share her thrill; I consider it too harsh. We both like to watch that Dr. G autopsy show.
My "guilty pleasure" is to watch the intro to films on TCM. That tubby guy, and then that younger bearded guy, they both seem so confident of the movie history they speak. It is as if they were there.
After all, how else are we to absorb the information that Marilyn had skidmarks on her panties during the filming of "The Misfits" and Gable couldn't eat his commissary lunch thinking about it?