Methinks “My Bare Lady” Doth Provide too Much…Bad Entertainment
Methinks “My Bare Lady” Doth Provide too Much…Bad Entertainment by Roxanne McDonald
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What a ridiculous show is “My Bare Lady.” [And as soon as I say this, I will likely get hooked and have to watch every silicone-filled, dry-hump focused episode. Groan.] |
I have intentionally ignored the listings for “My Bare Lady” when I do my TV line-up for the day, and evidently, for good reason. Today, the day before New Year’s Eve, as I sought out the marathons—“Seinfeld” on TBS; “AbFab” [“Absolutely Fabulous”] on BBC; and of course “The Twilight Zone” on the SCIFI channel—I again skipped over “My Bare Lady”, inferring it could only be carnal exploitation at its dullest.
Well, as FOX Reality was airing “Corkscrewed,” and as
Fox Reality tends to do mini marathons while slipping in a single show of something else in between, I clicked my alternate channel button on the remote from “Scrubs” (during the commercial) and found that “Corkscrewed” had ended and “My Bare Lady” had intruded my air space.
First, I caught a horrendous tryout session of a number of scantily clad women simulating orgasm. Then, in the same episode, each of those same “ladies”—who are former porn stars—doing a reading for Juliet. Of course they butchered and bastardized the bard’s words, and of course had no clue that “wherefore art thou, Romeo?” does NOT mean where is my teen lover but why does he have to be a Montague.
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