RED polo neck, serious expression, world-weary and excessively sincere.

I didn't identify much with the lead character Holly Evans in BBC One's new drama Press. Except for, perhaps, the world-weary part.

Anyone who Twitters will have seen it alight last Thursday night with disgruntled hacks, feet up on the pouffe, beverage in hand, shouting at the telly and typing furiously into their smartphones, picking holes in the script and bemoaning the subtle newsroom nuances which have been missed.

The thing with Press was, it just didn't feel real. There wasn't nearly enough swearing. The reporters were too earnest and the black humour and easy comradeship between colleagues was absent. The journalists seemed to have entirely forgotten the internet existed as they concentrated solely on their print deadline. And I can assure you we don't have time for power point presentations of our newslists – most of us are near dunces when it comes to IT.

The desks were way, way too tidy. Every newsroom I've ever seen has piles of paper on every desk alongside slightly stained coffee cups. Reporters are a simple mathematical equation, while you put petrol in cars, you put coffee in a reporter and the end result, with luck, is a few stories.

And the story written by Charlotte Riley's character in the episode would have been ripped up by any news editor worth their salt, so badly was it written.

I'm sure surgeons could pick a few more holes in Casualty, but what I did welcome about Press was the move away from the cliche (seen on every TV programme ever) of packs of journalists shouting over each other, pushing and clicking cameras constantly. This just doesn't happen, in my experience – other than perhaps a small group of reporters camped on the doorstep of Boris Johnson's Oxfordshire pile on the off-chance he pops out and says he's unseated Theresa May.

The drama seems to be a welcome move away from the horrendous press that the press actually get, but the characters were disappointing and one-dimensional.

In my experience, the industry attracts some huge characters – egos, off-the-wall, unusual – but generally, inquisitive, often extremely bright, nosey, persuasive, insightful, tenacious people.

While writer Mike Bartlett's characters embraced some of those qualities it was served up unrealistically, with a pinch of stereotype.

He also wrote Doctor Foster, so I'm really hoping the next few episodes are more dramatic.

Actor Charlotte Riley (who I was once in a school play with – how her star shines, compared with mine which needs a good polish) said she spent some time in national newsrooms to research the show – and found the reporters 'sheepish' when it was they being asked the questions, which rings true.

You can bet that, after a week of slagging it off to high heaven and pointing out the many inaccuracies, despite the fact noone outside the media industry gives two figs if it's wrong or not, all those journalists will be glued once again to the telly for the second instalment tonight. We haven't had any decent media dramas since Press Gang. Just hope it gets better.