It prioritises stories according to importance, not sex appeal, so you will see the Pakistan earthquake or suicide bombs in Iraq leading its schedule. Unlike ITV and BBC, it does not use perfectly turned-out presenters.
Instead, you get journalists, who come across as caring about the integrity of their news, not their physical appearance. And in Jon Snow, you've got a battler; he likes nothing more than a good ruck with a politician who is ducking the question.
We think that Hachette Filipacchi's new crime title is a bit tatty production-wise but, at the same time, utterly riveting. Whether it is a feature on the "Top ten scams exposed" or an upcoming piece on the UK's favourite TV detective, it is hard to put down. We used to feel guilty buying sick part-works on crime, such as Murder Casebook, but now our lust for real-life crime has been fulfilled by a respectable magazine. All we need now is for BBC Magazines to launch a magazine version of Crimewatch.
Curb Your Enthusiasm
Easily the best thing on More4. It's a relief to find Curb Your Enthusiasm on at a relatively civilised time (9.30pm on Sunday evenings) compared with its earlier outings on BBC4 and E4. Now in its fourth series, Larry David's comedy treads a fine line between fiction and reality but is always nothing short of hilarious. In the most recent episode, David upset Ben Stiller at his birthday party and developed a breast obsession.
The puerile, cartoon magazine has reached its 150th issue and seems more at home in the hands of Felix Dennis than those of its previous owner, John Brown Publishing. The irreverence is still there and there are ad industry references by the dozen. This month we learn that Mr Shifter, the PG Tips chimp, was sold to an animal laboratory after making his last screen appearance in the Bond film Moonraker.
AND ONE THING WE DON'T ...
Don't get us wrong, inserts can be fantastic (some of Sky's or Channel 4's, in particular) but they can also be a damned nuisance. Some publications just take the piss and run too many in one issue, which results in clutter and makes a mess on the floor.
We particularly hate it when we are standing on the train, innocently reading a magazine, and are forced to decide whether to bend down to pick up all the inserts that we have dropped accidentally. We usually don't bother, but that makes us feel guilty and then resentful for the rest of the day.