You’re not helping
It’s been reality TV heaven in Australia over the past week, with the end of The Biggest Loser and the start of Big Brother. TBL finale had all the inherent interest of Extreme Physical Transformations, Adro was a worthy winner (although how fantastic is Harry’s wife? She almost makes me like him. Cat’s boyfriend is awesome too), everyone looked good, the only disappointment was having to make do with Long Distance Jillian and Bob.
But really, forget people who’ve actually done things and had inspiring life-changing experiences, we’re all about BB now. I even have Big Brother streaming to my mobile phone! I’m watching it right now! Camilla is having a sook about being last to be picked for Friday Night Games. Poor thing, she really has become a tragic figure, she’s taken the whole Michelle Williams in Brokeback Mountain thing a bit too much to heart. Speaking of which, rather than complaining about David not being “honest”, perhaps certain housemates should be asking themselves why they assumed he was into girls when he never actually said so, eh? EH? (Meanwhile, the half-dozen or so gay men in Australia who aren’t claiming to have already slept with David–your correspondent among them–have been placing phone calls to Channel 10 volunteering to be the intruder he takes home to the farm. As long as I can get broadband internet there–I’ve just had it installed, I can’t go back now–I think I could submit to any other privation.)
One finds oneself (as usual) in almost total agreement with Ausculture about all things BB. Yes, Katie is amazingly fabulous, and if “Ennis” can’t take home the tiara I’m on her to win. How absolutely perfect was her “you’re…not…helping” tonight when Krystal was trying to give Elise a spuriously optimistic pep talk? Yes, Jamie has become suprisingly likeable by virtue of his friendship with Katie. Yes, Gaelan is reptilian and hideous.
So far everything is perhaps rather too kumbayah…there hasn’t been this much niceness in the house since Series 1! But even that is a relief, really. Meanwhile, at work I’ve been modelling my management style on the new “mean” Big Brother. I’m all “Why aren’t you on the phones? That’s a $5000 fine!” etc etc. It’s surprisingly effective.