Princes of Malibu my new Reality TV Fix
For me, most of reality TV doesn't interest me. There are a few reasons why I don't like much reality TV.
- The premise doesn't appeal to me. Most of them pretty much suck to me. I'm sure that to many people, the relationships, alliances and deviancy of the contestants is the primary appeal. The cast dynamic is what is great, but the producers can't wholly create entertaining conflict without it going out of reality TV and being staged-reality. Although I imagine a lot of RTV series are like that anyway. However if the premise doesn't fly, I'm not hitching a ride.
- The general pace of the soap operatic shinnanegans doesn't appeal to me. The problem with that is it's pretty much like a soap opera winding out. If point #1 doesn't annoy me to change the channel first, then the 2nd one would be the second attempt to kill any interest left. It really just seems so slow to boil over, nothing of which would make you go what the fuck?
- It isn't smart. I know...that's pretty much an oxymoron. But I value cleverness over anything else when it comes to reality TV. There is your basic level of cleverness which is basically backstabbing, but it can come in many different formats. From insults, to techniques, to how someone acts. Basically said the cleverness of the show should be first and foremost all the time, not in a generic way, but in a way that just breaks fucking boundries all the time.
I love Hell's Kitchen because it is the anti-thesis of the 3 reasons I outlined above. The contestants being humiliated and destroyed is at a fucking constant, there is nothing letting up. This really might have something to do with Ramsay...actually being there most of the time. The premise of cooking is great since I love it. And the cleverness of it all, well it just goes to show how clever they will get to really fuck over the contestants and even moreso to make them feel like absolute shit. This isn't torture by the contestants own stupidity, there's someone there to call them out on said stupidity and it's great.
But what about Princes of Malibu? Now I'm not really for family-invade-my-home-reality-tv series. The music business seems to go hand in hang with that for some bizarrly strange reason. But lo and behold we come to David Foster and his step sons who are college drop outs and basically freeloading off his hit record producing empire that is basically a fucking entire slope of a hill. I didn't think much of it, it was somewhat like Growing Up Gotti, but with an incredibly more slacker fare (if that were ever possible). But it really...REALLY fit into criteria #3. This show was clever. It wasn't clever as to how they insulted each other...no that was left to either Simon or else Chef Ramsay. It was clever in the way that if you had two sides trying to one-up each other with pranks, clever ploys and trickery but had unlimited access to funds.
That's how clever it is.
This is a show that is just a vengence addict's fantasy. The incredible lengths that these people will go to fuck each other over is so humourous and amazing, it makes Survivor look like a grade 3 playground with clique alliances. And this is all that happens, intentionally, unintentionally, pranks and stupidity is pulled that just amounts to war.
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