I will admit to watching some reality TV. Any of the hoarder type shows. They are excellent viewing when getting ready to clean house. I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant-- for the comedy. Babies being born in toilets never gets old. But I wouldn’t call them good reality TV shows.
However, there is one show that I stop to watch whenever I flick by it. The Magnificent Dr. Pol. He’s a vet of creatures both great and small. I like his crowded, cramped office and his overworked staff. I even like his son, not the sharpest scapel in the kit but he sure does try.
I like American Pickers and Pawn Stars. I am sure some of it is staged in a way but they are both entertaining and sometimes educational. I love I Shouldn’t Be Alive for the survival against all odds stories.
It hasn’t been on in years, but I used to love Overhaulin’. A deserving person’s neglected car would be “stolen” with the assistance of a family member or friend and car designer Chip Foose and crew would re-build into the car of their dreams in a week. I didn’t have much use for the fake theft part of the show, the main reason to watch was to see Foose, a genius at design, grab his pencils and pens and produce a rendering of what he wants to create, then making it real. And the pay-off, when the car owner showed up to retrieve their car, was undiluted emotional porn. The owners usually had planned to do something awesome themselves, but had to give up the dream to care for an ill parent, etc.
I enjoy almost all of the cooking shows, and they have taught me a lot of cooking techniques / short cuts. Like rolling a lemon and/or putting it in the microwave for a few seconds to get more juice out of it, the best way to dice onions and bell peppers, how to get the seeds out of a hot pepper, etc.
I am thinking *Joe Schmo *is not going to make the list.
I won’t admit this in public, but the first two episodes of Season 3 aired on Tuesday on SPIKETV. And I laughed almost the entire time.
There was a deaf girl who was doing ventriloquy. There was Lorenzo Lamas pimping EuropeanCasualPouch dot com while wearing a very skimpy speedo. There were random challenges for no good reason including exploding die bombs. “Lady Justice, May I enter you”
It is truly brainless TV and there is no way that I would admit watching to My Real life friends. If you are going to be the least bit judgmental, don’t watch it, you won’t like it.
But if you like Beavis and Butthead brainless humor, give it a try, you might like it. And I still haven’t figured out who is getting punked, the Joe Schmo or the actors who think they are punking Joe Schmo.
I like 48 Hours, as I like to see how real homicide detectives do their jobs.
How do they do their jobs? They talk to a lot of people, and they do a lot of legwork. Then they go back and they talk to the same people again, pushing them out of their comfort zone. They wait for telephone tips.
It’s just a bit discouraging that most of the murders can be chalked up to a small handful of basic motives: money, drugs, control, sexual jealousy. The complex, entangled murder in your average murder mystery just doesn’t happen, at least not on these detectives’ beats.