One of the things they're about is pretentious, lovable fools whose dreams are bigger than their grasp on life.

Like Lucy, who is forever grabbing after celebrity and fame as it slips through her fingers. Or like Barney Fife and Basil Fawlty, who put up grandiose facades that have a way of collapsing around them.

And us -- well the truth is we take fiendish pleasure in watching them suffer even while we secretly admit that we are really watching ourselves.

Take Lucy, for example....