If I were to create a list of the guiltiest guilty pleasures of the 00's, VH1 would dominate that list. For whatever reason they are able to take shows that on the surface should suck massively but are actually watchable in at the very least a staring at a car crash kind of way. The most bizarre of it all was the mileage they were able to get out of The Surreal Life that was a show that VH1 even bought from the now defunct UPN.
By my count, the show has spawned nine spin offs in its family tree, the latest that has hit the air was I Love Money (with Real Chance of Love and Rock of Love: Charm School coming in the next couple weeks). The show cherry picked contestants from the previous three I Love dating shows. And if there is anyone that deserves money is people who had to make out with the likes of Flavor Flav, New York and Bret Michaels just to get on television.
And what a cast of nut jobs. Midgets, pornstars, spitters, white dudes who think they are black, the dude that sucked New York’s, and the wackiest of them all Mr. Boston. The show was like the exact opposite of a MENSA meeting. You know these aren’t the brightest America has to offer when Megan Hauserman turned out to master mind of the bunch. Sadly Boston was out early and even more sad was my boy Midget Mac was out first. The show turned out to be a hybrid of the MTV Challenges and Survivor but with some of the looser rules that seem to change from episode to episode.
The brilliance of I Love Money is in the editing. And really there isn’t an easier group to mock in post production than this group. There were plenty of laugh out loud moments like the sub titles to everything Midget Mac said and other great wittisms they scattered throughout the show. In the end Hoopz won but the best could be yet to come with the reunion special next week. And if we learned from the dating precursors, the reunion is the best part of the show and really the only episodes I would watch.
I Love Money gets a on my Terror Alert Scale.
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