Giving
reality TV a reality check
By Bobby Libby, Features Editor
There comes a time in every boy's life when he becomes a man. On this
fateful day, he will be swept up and put on an island to compete for
one million dollars. Then, hopefully this man will then realize that
money can't buy happiness, and will find his soul mate, as we all
do, on national TV by picking a woman out of a line of twenty. By
then it will be time for him to settle down, move to the suburbs,
make friends with the neighbors, and then paint these neighbors' fireplace
Welcome to real life. At least, real life as the television networks
see it.
"Reality TV" is flawed in many ways, but most specifically
in its name. The main problem with "Reality TV" is not
that it is immoral, but that, while it is supposed to portray reality,
no "Reality" show has succeeded in doing this yet. What
they have done is created an extension of fiction where you don't
have to pay writers.
Let's start with the dating shows. Nevermind the five people on
the date or four friends and cameraman following you; these shows
aren't real because a majority of these "gems" wouldn't
be able to afford dinner at a hot dog stand, let alone at some of
the restaurants MTV foots the bill for.
Then there are the redecoration shows. These are just sad, because
the people on Trading Spaces and Crib Crashers are real and do live
in reality. However, the designers who help them do not. These people
live in some realm between fantasy and reality where it is acceptable
to have a painted fireplace and five thousand plastic flowers glued
to your bathroom walls (well, except for Frank on Trading Spaces-you
da man, dawg!). The results are, needless to say, disastrous and
obviously not real.
Next comes the show that made the genre mainstream--Survivor.
Shows like Survivor and The Amazing Race are perhaps the most successful
of all of "Reality TV." Ah, the sex appeal of seeing unshaven
and dirty women and fat naked gay men (for my sexuality see The
Prowler, Volume 15, Issue 3, page B4).
A new phenomena in "Reality TV" is that of "Celebrity"
Shows (note the quotations): Yes, the shows that tout such big-name
stars as Jennifer Lopez's tenth husband and that girl from two episodes
of The Loveboat. These B-List
er...Q-List celebrities have
to take time out of their busy Hollywood Squares schedule to compete
in such difficult tasks as eating carbohydrates and drinking water
that is soo not Evian. Honestly, though, who would be upset if Melissa
Rivers never did get out of there?
Are you hot? Are you the next American Idol? Are you _____? Apparently,
Lorenzo Lamas and some British guy who has never sung a note are
willing to tell you. These shows brag about being honest and not
sugarcoating things so we can have more talented people in America
like supermodels and Justin Timberlake (note sarcasm).
And could we possibly forget the marriage shows? Is it even necessary
to state where these shows fail to portray reality? Does it even
need to be pointed out that Evan Marriott (Joe Millionaire) would
find his best mate in a gorilla pen? And who even came up with The
Bachelorette? Don't people realize that men don't have a "biological
clock," that they aren't typically the ones so eager to get
married that they would, say, prostitute themselves on national
television? Do I even need to say that this paragraph was made entirely
of questions? The answer to the above queries is no.
Then, of course, there's the granddaddy of them all-The Real World.
This show, along with Big Brother and Road Rules, is perhaps the
worst offender of all. The only time in reality that a bunch of
creatures would be swept up and put in a habitat where they either
procreate or claw each others' eyes out is in a hamster cage. Besides,
in the real world, people pay rent.
With all this, networks do not have the creativity to come up
with a new "Reality" sub-genre, so they like to Mix &
Match: Celebrity Mole and Star Dates are examples of shows in this
fashion. And coming next fall to FOX: Are you on a Date with a Celebrity
Millionaire Mole Redecorating a Woman with Extremely Low Self Esteem's
House in the Real World?
Don't get me wrong, I love "Reality TV" and watch it
regularly. The shows that come the closest to real life are those
namby-pamby ones on TLC like the agonizingly boring A Wedding Story
and A Dating Story and the agonizingly disgusting Baby Story. For
entertainment value, the alternatives on NBC, FOX, ABC, and CBS
are great. But these shows reflect badly on our society not just
because of their immorality, but because they show that we aren't
creative enough to make shows that provoke thought or bring genuine
laughter and happiness. Even when we try to create a cheaper, easier
genre with "Reality TV," we don't even succeed in portraying
what the name of the genre says.
However, allow me to conclude by saying that Zora rocks. Hardcore.
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