I know you've grown as tired ...
Question: I know you've grown as tired and suspicious of the "reality" genre as I have, but I need your opinion on last week's episode of
Work Out. When I first saw the preview, I said, "No way am I watching this." But last week I was at home sick, so I tuned in. Just how stupid do these producers think we are? The entire episode was so obviously plotted out.
Jackie goes away and puts her uptight assistant in charge of the gym as her newest trainer house-sits. She demands her assistant keep the gym neat and clean. She's gone for 10 minutes and the gym looks like a tornado whipped through, then a trainer's dog poops on the mats? She demands that nobody else be allowed over to her house and that the dogs not be let out. The gang crashes Jackie's house for an "impromptu" party like a scene from a bad '80s teen movie; they break a vase and mess up the bed, and the idiot doesn't even straighten up the mess? Plus the dogs get out? And don't get me started on Jackie's "flirtation" with the married woman she was training or the girlfriend-from-hell,
Mimi (or should she be called MeMe?). I mean, come on! While I would expect to be treated like a moron by Fox reality shows, I didn't expect it from Bravo. Thoughts?
Answer: I think you should have gone with your first "No way am I watching" impulse. I checked out of this after I screened the first three or so episodes. Not only is this one of my least favorite types of reality shows (showing us the inner workings of a workplace, which amounts to a long infomercial), I found the scenes between Jackie and her girlfriend almost painfully phony as they bitched, moped and bit. I did not watch this episode, but it sounds about as real to me as
Laguna Beach. No thanks.
