When I was a small child my grandmother got me hooked on telenovelas. I'm not sure why she watched them so much, as I don't think she spoke Spanish, but I have always blamed them for my subsequent love of both anthropology and Wuthering Heights.
...They also taught me to associate melodrama with old fashioned popcorn with lots of butter melted on top. Which explains why I'm currently in danger of running out of the stuff. Popcorn, that is, not melodrama. There's plenty of melodrama to go around in this place.