I’ve been known to turn my sanctimonious nose up when discussing reality TV with people who watch a lot of it. I can’t help but to think that they’re simultaneously rotting their brains and our culture. The people I know, like most people, watch the big shows: Biggest Loser, American Idol, Dancing With the Stars, Jersey Shore, The Hills… The list goes on and on.
The thing is, I don’t have any right to judge anyone if they choose to watch the same television shows that every third person in the US is also watching. Because the modicum of reality TV that I do watch (maybe 1 show at a time) is so bad it’s probably the equivalent of watching 20 different shows a week.
Here are a few of the reality shows I’ve regularly watched:
Salt N Pepa Show: Boring, irrelevant, boring.
Ax Men: Boring, like Deadliest Catch (which is already boring) in a forest.
And now, my latest find is a the little show that could, Johnny Weir Be Good. The star, Johnny, is the self-proclaimed badboy of figure skating. The show works because contrary to Johnny’s subjective assessment, he’s not the badboy of anything. In fact, he’s a neurotic, sassy prince with a penchant for sequins and lace gloves who can skate his balls off.
Here’s a preview. In the words of Ferris Beuller, I Highly Recommend It.
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