NEGOTIATIONS AND LOVE SONGS: Four things I think I think after watching reality television tonight:
1. If Probst had been clued in better by the producers at to the extent of Sue Hawk's anguish, that would have gone down a lot differently, no? Yes, it's a game show, but that was insensitive, if not downright cruel, and few castaways acted with any compassion.
Maybe it's just me speculating, but I bet that if a naked castaway started grinding his cock against Amber during a challenge without her consent, he would've been swiftly tossed from the game by the producers and the victim would have received immediate psychological consultation. But because of how Sue Hawk was perceived (older, less attractive, "tougher"), she didn't get that same sensitivity.
Or, as TWoP's Miss Alli wrote, "All these people suck. I fucking hated every single one of them at least once tonight. Except maybe Alicia and Lex. Fuckers. I hate these people."
2. It's now two straight Thursdays that someone has used the non-word "indoendo" instead of "innuendo" on a Thursday night show. Like, wtf?
3. You do realize, I hope, that this week's Apprentice challenge was fundamentally the same as last week's: take a product whose unique characteristics are impossible for the competitors (or, perhaps, anyone) to understand, for which there are any number of equivalents always available in NYC, one that you can only sell based on looks and your inherent selling ability, and try to make a killing, quickly, with customers that are outside your range of experience. It's not easy.
4. Y'know, I agreed with Isaac that this week's Top Model reward was incomparably lame, but, shit, it's still better than "ten minutes with Trump". What, they didn't want to spring for a pack of Twinkies for the Versacorp members? C'mon, The Donald, give Troy a Ho Ho next time, or splurge: let Ghostface Killah take them to Starbucks, for pete's sake.
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