Intertextuality—Or is that Intersexuality?
Intertextuality—Or is that Intersexuality? by Roxanne McDonald
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The “star” of “I Love New York” makes a cameo appearance on “Nip/Tuck”. |
You might think it was a move of mammoth proportions. You’d expect armchair critics the nation over would be chafing about how low Ryan White has stooped. But you might also think the use of reality TV’s biggest celebrity—or biggest mouth—Tiffany Pollard was a
brilliant tongue-in-cheek effort to boost the drama “Nip/Tuck” even more (as if boosting “Nip/Tuck” is necessary).
In the best of post-modern coups, in the midst of a writers’ strike that has had viewers convinced no good TV would come out of Hollywood, Ryan White and his team have reassured us there is a future for entertainment in general and good entertainment in particular.
Giving nods to the Jerry Springer popularity of the Vh1 hit “I Love New York,” Murphy brought Tiffany Pollard (whom he said, in production, he was just gonna have to take away and marry: “”I think she should marry me and just leave the reality show business,” chuckle, chuckle) onto “Nip/Tuck” three weeks into the edgy drama’s new season which is spoofing on and simulating the working mechanism that is reality TV, among other things.
New York Calls for Standards, Please, People
New York Calls for Standards, Please, People by Roxanne McDonald
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“I Love New York 2” will involve viewer voting for five of the 60 who vie for Tiffany’s love. And New York pleads with us to help her maintain those high standards of hers…. |
In “I Love New York 2: You Cast It!” New York discusses how she has her standards, people, so as you choose those five from the sixty contenders, “no nose-pickers, and please, no bi-sexuals.”
Of course, the freaky-teeth, the skull caps, the thug lovers…they should take precedence. You know the girl just can’t resist.
In the “You Cast It!” I caught, we saw how former “I Love New York” boyz were in on the evaluations, making commentaries and mimicking the undesirables. Courtney, from “Flavor of Love” and “Charm School,” was also on the set or somewhere, adding her opinions, as were, of course, the queen of confrontations, Sister Patterson, New York’s bff/mom.
Some of the 60…
There’s a “fashion-conscious” guy with a Mohawk, who takes his shirt of and does the bump and grind on tape.
There’s Bathtub John
There’s GQ Anthony.
An older guy cackles alot and challenges Sister P.
The Virgin Tamarcus is a chef, teacher, and virgin—though he has little chance, as New York says she is “not about breakin’ in virgins.”
Some guy encourages New York to “take a ride on the wild side.”
Did We Not Call it with the I Love New York Sequel?
Did We Not Call it with the I Love New York Sequel? by Roxanne McDonald
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As the finale and reunion episodes inspired us, and as the popularity of “I Love New York” indicated, we joked or seriously surmised it was time to start planning a second season. White Chocolate and Black Stallion have already applied, folks, as have, supposedly, some other very well-knowns. |
If we were in one of the above groups of viewers predicting “I Love New York 2,” we were right on.
But did we, could we feign to, anticipate the components that will make up the even more outrageous series as it spins off its spin-off and spins toward that place of no control?
[WARNING: spoilers, speculations, and sensationalism to follow…some of which has not yet been confirmed.]
First, a casting call for the next line-up of suitors to vie to love New York was made a few weeks ago (at the end of the reunion show, for starters). Purportedly, Sanjaya is a possible applicant. Part of the call for casting includes prompts for a profile and a video. TMZ reports how it someone (production?) discovered a “very odd video message on VH1’s website”—which TMZ offers for re-viewing.
He Don’t Love New York–He Loves Tiffany
He Don’t Love New York–He Loves Tiffany by Roxanne McDonald
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Tango tells New York that if she sees Tiffany, she should tell her to give him a holler. Okay, didn’t realize he was aware of the nuances of duality and whatnot…. |
In what one would expect of a “Flavor of Love” spinoff reunion show, with half the men hating the other half, the cruelest moments come when Tango does this calling on New York’s duality…or duplicity?
He has had a chance to see the tapes of the number one Vh1 show (highest rated in the history of Vh1 programming was “I Love New York”), and he is pissed: “I sat back and watched New York disrespect me, and I watched New York disrespect my mother, and that can’t fly.”
If you recall, she talked to her mother about what a bitch it would be to be rolling Tango’s mom’s wheelchair into the ladies room, and told us how Tango’s mom was boring and big. Classic New York.
Also classic is how she tells Tango she was just telling it like it is, how she was keeping it real, and how he can take a hike, etc., etc. if he doesn’t like it. Hike he does, and yells back that he loves Tiffany but he does not love New York, and she can tell Tiffany to contact him. And thus ends another Bachelor Mini-Me edition.
Let’s Review Why We Love New York
Let’s Review Why We Love (or Love to Hate) New York by Roxanne McDonald
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In preparation for the April 15th, 2007 reunion of “I Love New York,” let’s review by way of classic New York quotes. |
I still have to giggle a bit over some of the more creative cuts and putdowns that come of New York’s (Tiffany Pollard’s) mouth. And as there was a “Flavor of Love” marathon this weekend, I was reminded of not only where she got her illustrious start but just how wise-cracking she is.
New York on New York
New York is in the *&^$&# house. Live with it.
[After Flav conducts a blindfolded smell test of each of the girls] But, you know, broccoli is very powerful, rich in fiber and vitamins. So hey, I’m proud to smell like broccoli.
New York on Her Roommates
Pumkin just needs to get the facelift she so desperately needs….
Definitely [not right]…to serve raw poultry to his mother? She’s [Hottie’s] nuts.
I see Smiley taking away from Flav, emotionally draining him, being a pain in the ass.
So he [Flav] couldn’t figure out who she [Goldie] really was—inside this big huge joker.
Hoopz…there’s something about her: she nervouses me; she scares me, in a way.
I’m hopin Hoopz has the balls to step to me, cause I’m ready to just…take her out…you know.
I’ve never really cared for Hoopz, so it’s best we avoid each other, cause, you know….
[After Pumkin and Hoopz talk trash about New York’s drama and throwing herself at Flav] They’re both lesbians: I would say that Pumkin would be the lipstick lesbian and Hoopz, you know [gets that soft explanatory voice], would be the man.
[After New York gets one-on-one time with Flav] I’m sure it was eating them up. I’m glad it did. I don’t want them feeling good. I’m sure they’ll find something to do—twiddle their thumbs, knit, play with themselves….
New York to Fellow Competitors
[As she is preparing for her final night with Flav (in season two, the final episode, “Flav Belize in Love”) and is gathering her purse and smokes and whatnot to walk out the door, she zings to Delishis] I left my razor on the sink so you can shave your mustache….
His Woman Done Went with the Big-ass Ape Ninja Syrup-sipping Ass
His Woman Done Went with the Big-ass Ape Ninja Syrup-sipping Ass by Roxanne McDonald
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Hug you, New York? Are you out yo mind? Chance is bittttter. |
Okay, Mamma would be the first to tell you that you brought the results of “I Love New York” on yourself. In fact, she and the rest of us are surprised you didn’t bring on more and didn’t fall harder than you did—what with all that challenging, threatening to “cutchewup” to Tango, and endangering the delicate Tiffany that way.
Broken glass and boisterous boasting didn’t bully your way into New York’s heart any more than it impressed Sister Patterson. (Ooh, wasn’t she ecstatic when Chance was eliminated?)
Tango is her rock.
Chance is (was) her fire.
But there’s nono fire in Ro-cham-beau, and New York was paralyzed, anyway. She loves you for so many reasons, Chance, how you banged her around, how you yelled at her, how you snatched things out of her mouth….
But Tango, Tango, on the other hand…. He is “gorgeous, big, strong, muscular,” and really really doesn’t let her get her way all the time but still thinks about her at night and still treats her tenderly enough that she realizes she deserves some princess-that-she-is treatment.
Not Lovin’ New York all that Much at the Moment
Not Lovin’ New York all that Much at the Moment by Roxanne McDonald
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So disappointed that New York has let go the one whom everyone (NY included) thought was best for her. |
She loved him, named him Real cause she was really feelin him, loved his hair, had less negatively to say about him than the other two…and what does she do? She goes and dumps him for the drama kings, Tango and Chance.
Some indicators that she has made a sorry mistake?
“I don’t do well around animals.” New York says this about the horses Chance and Real and mom Claudia are into.
“I would truly welcome Real with open arms…” Mom Patterson says this in regards to having him as a
son-in-law…while she says about Chance, “If Chance became my son-in-law, I would kill him.”
“You want children? You want another twenty year-old child, too?” Real in response to Chance’s misbehaving at dinner.
Claudia says Real is a much better match than Chance.
Sister Patterson believes Chance is the “undercover abuser type.”
Sister Patterson offers Chance five, then ten thousand bucks to take a hike.
Chance calls Sister P “crazy devil woman”, feigns taking off the bling New York has assigned him, then stays in the house after all.
Mamma’s Favorite Just Might Win
Mamma New York’s Favorite Just Might Win by Roxanne McDonald
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If the amount of booze in her brain and grease on her breasts is any indication, New York might just choose the man Momma Patterson swoons over every chance she gets. |
It was the overnight date night for Real, Tango, WhiteBoy, and Chance. Well, it was overnight for the two New York chose to spend quality time hanging out in the bedroom of a hotel in Palm Springs—Real and WhiteBoy.
How is it, though, that New York is still leaning toward the baddest of boys? First, Chance is getting even more obvious with his most inappropriate dating/marriage material ways. He has a selfish session on the fields where the air balloon sits awaiting their boarding. Immediately, Chance is saying, “Uh uh. Oh, hell no. Aint no way I’m getting’ on that damned thing.
New York tries to convince him (while WhiteBoy is all ready to go, “without a doubt”) by saying how she missed
them. Chance says he missed her, too, “but damn…your boy don’t do this…. There’s a point where I just don’t care who I’m with.” Now New York should add this cue to her collection of anti-Chance reasons to choose someone else, but instead she laughs. Probably nervously.
Chance gets drunk faster than New York…which is a first.
Dinner is more of spoiled Chance getting his rotten way. While WhiteBoy and New York are having a romantic slow dance, and WhiteBoy is seriously asking her if she wants to know anything else about him to get to know him better and make her choice easier (though he should be asking about her, too), Chance bullies his way in by doing the traditional cut-in…though his dance is not all that traditional. He starts in on this dirty dancing thing that of course takes all reason out of what’s left of New York’s clear-thinking head. Well, they’ve all had more wine, so I’m not sure there’s all that much clarity—nor has there been for the last few weeks.
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The Fate of the Final Five
How the Fate of the Final Five Should Go by Roxanne McDonald
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Predictions and plans for the final “I Love New York” suitors should include some harsh action. |
Twelve-Pak is already taken out of the mix, but given his indifference to New York’s feelings, even after she overheard his plans to be able to get any job he wanted because of his star-quality appearance –uph, puhleease— he should get punished rather than profits: what would be real poetic justice (and you could take a lesson from Tupac in the movie by the same name, 12-Prick) would be if no one hired the big buffoon…who is not all that good looking anyway.
Now for Chance’s fate: Either the duration of “I Love New York” has to be long enough for Chance to cycle through back to pissing off Mother New York one more time and frustrating New York enough so that she can see who she has been falling for, for real. She has from the start
boasted of her likenesses to Chance, her liking his thuggish, obtrusive ways. In the latest episode (on March 5th), she reiterated how he is a “pushy, in-your-face loudmouth” and how that turns her on. But previews for next week suggest maybe her being all in love, giving him diamonds, and feeling so heated with their fancy dining kissfest that she was ready to “pop and blow up and push it all up at the table right there” will turn out to be not worth the trouble and pain Chance will cause.
I think we should take away his bling, de-throne him by withholding the next New York necklace, and force him to date Omarosa.
Next is Tango: this boy has way too much drama—though New York can match him in this department, maybe he would be better for Moms. She could have a little lovin’ on the side, if it’s alright with Mr. New York. Tango pulled the sulking, weepy thing a couple of weeks back, which made New York flinch but also had her thinking in terms of Romeo and Juliet since the tantrum took place with Tango on the ground pining up toward the balcony.
Mother New York Knows Best
Mother New York Knows Best by Roxanne McDonald
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Maybe mother does know best, so listen to your mother, New York, or you may end up with another broken heart. |
We don’t believe it when we are kids, and we may even have a hard time accepting it once we realize the parents intuited this or were experienced with that—and were in fact telling us what was best for us. New York has her mother (a.k.a. Sister Patterson) in the house for a reason, and she respects her mom’s opinions…most of the time. Other times, however, she disregards the wisdom and the
warnings and does what she damned well pleases, anyway.
The ex-girlfriends are invited in to dish the dirt on the remaining five boyz—12-Pak, Tango, Real, Chance, and Whiteboy.
Twelve-Pak’s ex confirms mother’s concerns that he is “an undercover gay lover.”
Chance’s ex tells all about his love of drugs, causing mother to ask him whether he is smoking weed in the house—as she has suspected all along.
Real is still in love with his ex, they say, as he “lit up” when she walked into the house—though from my perspective it looks like he lit up very little, lifting little more than an eyelid.
Tango was so obsessed with his career that he and his girlfriend separated, but now New York is asking if he wants her back; Tango is saying how their relationship is non-existent at this point; and moms is noting how “he’s not tellin’ everything.”
And they call Whiteboy on his having had a five-year relationship, a confrontation which he later claims was like a “big ol’ slap in the face—front and back,” whatever that means.
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New York Pretty Damned Impressed, but Not All That Impressive
New York Pretty Damned Impressed, but Not All That Impressive
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Boston goes into the ring—literally—with Chance, and gets what he deserves. |
First off, what the hell are they doing encouraging violence? The basketball competition was one thing, but put a white MBA in with a street-savvy hood, wrap gloves on them, and ring a bell…. Sigh.
But you know what? New York was impressed and Boston really wins. He got his head bashed in by Chance; his nose was bleeding profusely; and Chance was in the background still shadow boxing with a major —-eating grin on his face. However, Boston makes the right hit when he says that New York will likely feel sorry for him and will not send him home tonight.
Besides that, Chance has been getting more ornery as the minutes pass in the mansion, while Boston has has the opportunity to show New York a lovely and sexy time on a one-on-one date.
Remember, she already had a special thing for Boston; she already liked the way he kissed (which they did a lot more of on this most recent date); and she tells her mom in the deliberation room that she loves Boston.
Chance, however, is going down for the count. He bashed Boston physically, has verbally bashed the others, even indirectly insulted his brother, and has so often pushed Mom (er, Sister Patterson) the wrong way that she tells New York right before Elimination Time that Chance has got to go.
Oops. Wait. Here they are. Final six. Elimination room. Will the I Love New York bling be the welter-weight belt Boston dreams of and deserves? Or will it be the foul representation of a foul acting and foul-mouthed victor over the elimination ceremony loser? Tango and others seeing Chance will be going home. Mom glaring. New York assigning the first gaudy bling to 12-Pak. The next to Real. (Mom feigning pitter-pattering heart at this point.) The next to the “cool guy”, Whiteboy. And Tango gets his, too.
The Boyz of New York—Still Standing, Still Egocentric
The Boyz of New York—Still Standing, Still Egocentric by Roxanne McDonald
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New York notices the guys “have pretty big egos.” Have they earned them? |
Collectively, the guys are certainly an odd mix of yuppies and borderline thugs. But who are they individually, and how will they fit into New York’s life? Let’s take a look at the personalities and pasts of the six left living in the I Love New York mansion.
BOSTON
Who he is: first, he’s white. Very white. Second, he’s Jewish. And third, he first introduced himself as a “stud”. But Lee, the 25 year old financial advisor who takes everything as serious as a borderline autistic actually looks like a little boy lost in a big ferocious world of competition. Yet, this Aquarian is smart, and he picks up on the
savagery and silliness of his remaining housemates. He loves reality TV, is serious about sex with hot women, and, despite his colorful remarks about color issues, is still in the running for the woman he considers the hottest babe in L.A. My bets are on him, especially if Mom has the last word.
What Tiffany feels for him: she loves the way he kisses, gets nervous about his candid race discussions, and yet has a soft spot for the nerdy little guy.
How Mom feels about him: Sister Patterson seems to have the most respect for Boston, who impresses her with his balls to stand up to Chance and others, whom she doesn’t believe is a racist, and whom she says is the perfect man for her daughter. Besides, he gives good lapdance, and Moms is clearly here to get in on the action, too, right?
CHANCE
Who he is: Kamal is a music producer and former Capitol Records artist, an Aries, and the least polished of the bunch. That is, he has a personality that is combative, quick to anger, and fast to rap. Not all that attractive in the face, New York likes him, and that’s all that matters, evidently.
What Tiffany feels for him: From day one New York has loved that Chance has that evidently underrated “New York edge” and cares enough about him that she stands up to her mother and keeps him in every round. I guess we all need to indulge in a relationship with a nasty, intransigent, and dim-witted guy at least once—especially if he kills moths for us and smooches us like the savior that he is.
How Mom feels about him: she [the one he calls “Peppermint Patterson,” among other names] can’t stand him. What did you expect?
They Love New York, but She Loves Their Money
They Love New York, but She Loves Their Money by Roxanne McDonald
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Not that she admits it, but a whole episode of “I Love New York” centered on money-making potential says otherwise. |
I don’t know which I enjoyed more, the contradictions or the cameo appearance of the disgusting Omarosa, but episode 3 of “I Love New York” got into the ridiculously greedy and the absurdly aligned with other reality TV (like, ahem, The Apprentice?).
The show opens with a kind of bully and the 97-pound weakling comic ad of the sixties and seventies: of all to compare themselves to each other, Twelve-pack and Bonez strip to the waist and show off abs and such. It is kinda cute that one of the other guys actually counts Bonez’s
abs, defined as they are. And it is sweet that Bonez is humble. Mom loves him, you know, because he is religious, and New York accepts him. In fact, both women consider him “the total package”. Hmmm. Okay.
The comparisons continue as the men are prompted to prepare portfolios that depict their earning potential—for New York needs a man who can bring home the bacon. Many are clueless (but pretend they’re not) about graphs and charts and resumes and all, but Pootie is most creative: he reverts to grade school behavior, steals a bar graph from Twelve-pack and when confronted, says, “Your name wasn’t on it” and admonishes him that he should know better since in school if your name isn’t on your paper someone can steal it (?) I never realized the copyright issues were than involved for third-graders, but, okay.
Of all the suited men and promising pitches, Pootie’s is of course the most failed, and for some reason, though he is most inept, Omarosa ironically praises his honesty (that is wrong on so many levels, as you know), and Mom (now called Sister Patterson) takes Pootie to dinner as a consolation.
Pootie is all shaky and jonesing like, and Sister P. cuts the diner dinner short, taking him back to the house where she reports there is a problem and he really needs to go and get help. (Earlier, evidently, Pootie had had issues in the boyz’ quarters, had fainted, had fallen, etc.). Pootie resigns to go someplace, sit down, and talk to someone, so the implications are that he is mentally needful of some shrink help.
Panties and Pics and Double Dips: “I Love New York” Episode 2
Panties and Pics and Double Dips: “I Love New York” Episode2 by Roxanne McDonald
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Personal agendas and personal affronts do nothing to deter New York on her mission to find her man. |
Nothing really unusual or unique opens the second episode of “I Love New York”. Rather, besides getting to see some of the boyz lounge about and start their day in scanty boy panties, she and the screecher hold a beauty contest for the men, expecting each to present himself by dancing and air-humping and exposing his torso. Most of the men are good sports. Mr. Boston as pasty as he is delights the women, as does Romance (albeit temporarily, so don’t get attached), who does a riding simulation that is more comical than seductive.
Token, Mom says, has some eeew grey ashy areas she describes as “mossy”. Onyx continues to make New York swoon.
The fourth runner is wins a “kick in the pants” (Trance?). The third runner up wins absolutely nothing (Romance). The second runner-up, first runner-up, and winner get a group date; and first-runner up gets an autographed pic and panties of/belonging to New York, while the winner gets a one-on-one date with her.
Twelve-pack gets runner-up, and keeps the picture of New York right by his bed. Either because of his status in the contest or his threatening presence, however, Romance tells New York in private that Twelve-pack is double-dipping. (Now, while this might seem to be a smart move, showing you have her back, you surely must recall that on every other dating show like this one the tattler gets booted soon thereafter, Romance. So while the guys are getting all worked up over your playing with house pet, you are not all that much of a threat, you know.)
The “Three’s Company” tune plays as the group date participants cavort on the Santa Monica Pier. New York interviews that she is having a lot of fun but cannot wait for her one-on-one date with White Boy. As he takes her breath away, she says, what better place than a Ferris wheel for a date? I am not sure I get the analogy, but again, I have to hand it to New York: her appeal is in her ability to detail events and characterize her boyz in a more than typical way. So let her have her odd attempts at metaphors.
More interesting is how she is comfortable enough to scarf away at fair food, as White Boy tenderly wipes away a crumb with a napkin.
Twenty Maniacs—er, Men—Loooove New York…if that’s a Good Thing
Twenty Maniacs—er, Men—Loooove New York…if that’s a Good Thing by Roxanne McDonald
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Mealy-mouthed and mentally questionable, 20 men vie for New York’s love, making for fun and funny reality TV entertainment. |
As much as we may not want to admit it, “I Love New York” is going to be a much-watched show. A spawn of “Flavor of Love” (which is a take-off of “The Bachelor”), and in the best traditions of Jerry Springer, “I Love New York” avenges New York’s getting twice-dumped on national television. But does it not also get revenge on New York…for, for, for wanting to continue the charades?
The men are, surprisingly, a mixed bunch of auditioners:
the suave talkers and the slick salesmen are joined by the dorkiest of white bread accountants and mindless muscle men, too.
There’s Rico, a sexy contender who almost ruins his courtship opportunities when he wants to nickname her something like poquito negro (my Spanish sucks, and I didn’t hear exactly)…which translates, he says innocently, to “little black one.”
Next there’s Pootie, who has named himself (and whom New York tells is named that because he is in need of some…).
Then there’s Tango, who impresses—sort of—the mother/daughter pair with his talk of his love for his mom.
There’s Wood, who makes mom and New York think they know him from somewhere. (Turns out he has done reality gigs before. Uh-oh, here we go.)
There’s the one they decide to call Whiteboy, who is a mix of ethnicities and who seems to be one of the more sincere of the bunch.
There’s the one Mom cannot stop calling the “undercover gay lover” (which is to me the funniest and sharpest thing she has said, ever)—he is built beautifully and therefore gets the extreme nickname, 12-Pack
There’s another whom New York is attracted enough to that she calls him Heat.
There’s a guy who is called T-Bone, which fits with New York’s assessment of his being “greasy”.
Jersey (yes, from New Jersey) is a money man—a financial advisor.
A very anal retentive type who stammers and agrees wholeheartedly with everything New York and Mom say is Boston, or Mr. Boston.
A sleek Onyx speaks in low tones and wins favor with both mother and daughter. (read more…)
Will the Real TV Show Contestant Please Stand Up? More Actors Infiltrating Reality TV Shows, Making Reality Even More Dubious
Will the Real TV Show Contestant Please Stand Up? More Actors Infiltrating Reality TV Shows, Making Reality Even More Dubious by Roxanne McDonald
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“The Bachelor”, “Survivor”, and now “I Love New York” have changed the image of what we old-timers knew as true reality TV—casting actors over “real” people. |
It’s not that we begrudge anyone for their talents and for their hoping for, needing, and even deserving a break. But we seasoned reality TV followers long for the days when real people showed up to play a game, win some money, or fall in love.
Jonathan Penner was discovered to have a background in acting quite a few weeks into the airing of “Survivor: Cook Islands.”
On more than one season of “The Bachelor,” women were denied a rose because they (Jenna, Susan, and others) were suspected of being present not for the prince but the performing.
On season two of “The Flavor of Love,” Krazy was finally found out by Flav, who told her what time it was “‘cause she wasn’t there for her man” but for a record deal.
Will We also Love New York?
Will We also Love New York? by Roxanne McDonald
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Or better yet, will they (the contestants)? |
Whether “I Love New York” is a weak rip-off of spin-off style ala “The Bachelorette” or whether it is a logical and justified spin-off that New York deserves after being told what time it was not once but twice by Flava Flav, the intrigue at this point is in how viewers and the suitors will be able to take umpteen hours more of the queen of histrionics.
How many are there for acting career boosts also aside, the men must be motivated enough to suffer New York’s self-indulgence. Worse, New York’s mother will appear on the show, equipped with the furious fuselage she has stored up these oh so many months since she tried to demolish Flav.
Granted, New York was one of the most intelligent young women on Flavor of Love—if not the most intelligent. But the dramatics eclipsed the gifts of good looks and smarts, making Shakespeare’s shrew look like a field mouse next to New York’s mouthy and mangy madness and mayhem.
The clip of the preview of “I Love New York”—which is on YouTube and linked by Reality Blurred—is loud, messy, and at the same time promising…promising lots of lanky, beefy, and buff buffoons in the buff eating, sunning, dancing, fighting, and flirting.
And while some of the men have some appeal, what looked most engaging was a blur of a clip of someone in a white dress tumbling down the stairs. Could it be New York has finally taken ambush format and enhanced it with her ego—or enhanced her ego by way of the ambush theatre we know as really disturbing reality TV courtship?
Who will really love her? Who will love to watch her being made love to (in the old fashioned sense of the phrase)? And who will change the channel for more fictionalized mental illness of Monk or mothers swapping families or other “characters”?
And who among us—myself included—will masochistically stick with the show however much New York and mother mangle the men who really want to be there?
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