Really? Is this what it's come to? Paris is now going to have reality show to find herself a new best friend. According to the rep, she's tired of "haters and looking for someone new." Well, that's what happens when you build up an enemy list amongst the A-Listers. I'm surprised there wasn't someone new and exciting in prison to meet. Even Martha Stewart found her friend that made her presents. I will give Paris credit. I've always found the best place to find anything is on a reality tv show. I mean, look at all the happy couples that have found enduring and never ending love forever from this venue of tv. I'm sure were it not for the paparazzi pressures, then even Joe Millionaire would be happily ever after. I wonder how much choice she'll have over the contestants. Here's hoping she ends up with a batch of rejects from the Flavor of Love auditions. Now, THAT would be good television.
Showing posts with label reality tv. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reality tv. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
TV Monkey: Who Wants to Be a Hilton?
Bored at home on a friday night? Looking for something fun to do? Need a new BFF to have a fun slumber party with? You're not the only one.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Your Move, WGA
Well, the directors guild has settled its contract issues without a strike. It took a whole....6 days.
Yay! We don't have to lose any time in our comfy director chairs!
Now, don't get me wrong, I am a fervent supporter of all things writers, but one would think that this has got to get the ball rolling here. There's at least some basic framework for the internet issue in this agreement. I know it's not as epic as George Clooney's offer to save Hollywood with his peace brokering, but still. I think it's a start. As much as I enjoy watching new episodes of Paradise Hotel and adding the new Terminator show to my DVR, I'd much prefer some of the beloved tv shows I love returning. At least before things get desperate and Fox creates another edition of the classic, "Man vs Beast." Come to think of it....it can be after that.
Yay! We don't have to lose any time in our comfy director chairs!
Now, don't get me wrong, I am a fervent supporter of all things writers, but one would think that this has got to get the ball rolling here. There's at least some basic framework for the internet issue in this agreement. I know it's not as epic as George Clooney's offer to save Hollywood with his peace brokering, but still. I think it's a start. As much as I enjoy watching new episodes of Paradise Hotel and adding the new Terminator show to my DVR, I'd much prefer some of the beloved tv shows I love returning. At least before things get desperate and Fox creates another edition of the classic, "Man vs Beast." Come to think of it....it can be after that.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Twisted Genius
Do you love New York and all the other nonstop VH1 reality shows? It must take a crackpot team of hundreds to crack into the stratosphere of entertainment.
We are the two luckiest guys in the world
Now, clearly as a writer, there is an inherent frustration with the world of reality tv, so I sat down to write a scathing review about how ridiculous it is that these two guys have probably made millions off the fast produced reality show genre. However, a funny thing happened on the way to my rants and raves. Wait, give me a second to power through the painful realization....I am actually oddly drawn to some of these shows. There's something oddly addicting about them. It can be like a form of television crack. I'll be lying around on a saturday afternoon, then next thing I know, I've clocked 5 hours of watching Bret Michaels scour through candidates before finding "the one to rock with." It's so addicting that you're not even put off by the fact that these guys' reality shows have already given us 4 different "true love" relationships for Flava Flav. So, go forth and create young reality show geniuses. No doubt viewers will continue to watch and pretend that they don't to the general public.
We are the two luckiest guys in the world
Now, clearly as a writer, there is an inherent frustration with the world of reality tv, so I sat down to write a scathing review about how ridiculous it is that these two guys have probably made millions off the fast produced reality show genre. However, a funny thing happened on the way to my rants and raves. Wait, give me a second to power through the painful realization....I am actually oddly drawn to some of these shows. There's something oddly addicting about them. It can be like a form of television crack. I'll be lying around on a saturday afternoon, then next thing I know, I've clocked 5 hours of watching Bret Michaels scour through candidates before finding "the one to rock with." It's so addicting that you're not even put off by the fact that these guys' reality shows have already given us 4 different "true love" relationships for Flava Flav. So, go forth and create young reality show geniuses. No doubt viewers will continue to watch and pretend that they don't to the general public.
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