I mean, on one hand it's genius: you take four mentally retarded females, place them in Hollywood, and give them everything they could possibly ask for - including mentally retarded males who live off the hard work of their parents.
And, on the other hand, it's idiotic: you take four mentally retarded females, place them in Hollywood, and give them everything they could possibly ask for - including mentally retarded males who live off the hard work of their parents.
It's a two-way street where the path is the same and the exits are completely opposite.
And yet, the formula works. Because nobody loves anything more than the opportunity to view the doldrums of society. Especially when these people live the life so many wish they could.
And we also wonder whether they are... just... that... moronic.
But how entertaining is it? Quite.
Although it appears that the show has finally hit the rails - and there's no confusing which exit it was now taken. I used to watch the show when I was drunk in university - my roommate and I had a ritual where we would play Rogers on Demand until 5 a.m., watching either The Hills or its statutory sister - Laguna Beach.
Nevertheless, my eyes just caught this season's preview - right place at the right time, Amigos - and it's almost laughable. No, it's absolutely laughable. The show's resident antagonist - the most hated man for all girls between the ages of 14 and 21 - has decided to sport a cowboy hat for the entire season.
And he is in the least bit John Wayne. I mean you had to watch until the end of the preview to realize that, yes, the show's other characters do realize that he is wearing a Stetson in Beverly Hills. And that's how bad it's gotten: you actually can't give them the benefit of the doubt.
They simply replaced the show's protagonist - who somehow tried vigorously to make her name in the fashion world by interning at low-level clothing companies, even though magazines advertised that she had her own makeup and handbag company at the same time - with her "most hated" rival. Two sad things here: 1) You can't tell whether this girl is actually hated, otherwise why is she there, and 2) It's become a pure thing of mockery.
In the past, guilty pleasure fit the bill.... for perhaps guys and girls. At least guys had the opportunity to look at beautiful woman, and the show was so short it was worth it to catch the once-an-episode-bikini-by-the-pool scene.
Now, it has gone from moronic but brilliant to nothing but a complete and unfixable circus act - the equivalent of the crocodile catching the guy on the tight-rope.
Nothing is real, and the professionals who appear on this show are doing themselves a bigger injustice than the time Joe Namath shamelessly hit on Suzy Kolber.
In each cases, we must treat the nemesis with an equal and opposite reaction: we must change the channel.
