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The Bad Television I Love and Why
By Nancy Lindquist | March 25, 2007
I’ve posted before that I have a thing for really bad television. I’m not exxagerating. I’d like to say that I was that I am being modest. I’m not. I really love bad TV. Bad reality TV is the BEST! I could watch it for hours. I don’t, but I could. So what are these shows and why do I love them so?
The Girl’s Next Door: Hef’s girlfriends, Bridget, Holly and Kendra. Okay, Kendra has been known to get me booing at the TV. She can be young and clueless, but I love them anyway. I don’t think they’re using, Hef or trying to be something they’re not. They are who they are and I love to watch them. I take them at face value and don’t worry about the morality of it. It’s not my life and I am not their keeper. Who they sleep with is not my business. I just love to watch them. Are they in a bubble? Yes, but if they lived like me, no one would be interested.
The producers and Hef have handled their lives very well. There is no gratuitous sex. There is some nudity, but it’s blurred and I suspect that’s the way they really are.
I Love New York: This train-wreck of a television show is going to end soon and I am going to be very sad. I love Tiffany. She’s trashy and sleazy, has a big heart and is funny as hell. Some people complain because they think she promotes a bad stereotype of African American women. I don’t attribute her failings and goodness to all women or all women of a certain race. She just is who she is. I love who she is.
She made a BIG mistake when she dumped Mr. Boston. Sure, he was a tad boring, but he really had a thing for her. She should have dumped that abusive jerk, Chance a long time ago, but it’s her life. I’m enjoying watching it.
Survivor: It’s getting old. I was not pleased when they broke them apart by giving one camp luxury goods and the other nothing. What did the producers THINK was going to happen? Duh. Man cannot live on pineapple alone. Still, it’s must watch TV here at the Goat Rodeo Ranch.
Dancing with the Stars: No, I’m not watching to see if the soon to be ex Mrs. McCartney’s neg is going to fall off. I assume it will. I assume she will handle it well. No mystery there. She’s probably had it happen before and she probably thinks it’s not a big deal. I like watching people reach beyond themselves.
There are shows that are off the air, that I never miss. Top Chef, Hell’s Kitchen and So You Think You Can Dance? Come to mind. Oh yes and the creme de la creme of horrific train-wreck television, “Big Brother.” God, I love that show. Is it mentally stimulating? No, but who said that everything you do has to be mentally stimulating? I read Proust. I also read bad magazines when I’m sick. Everything in moderation.
Maybe I am missing out on something amazing by not watching Great Performances. Then again, New York tossing one of her diva fits is Emmy worthy TV as far as I’m concerned.
