I don’t especially like being a pessimist but,
Just how long does the TM’s think the millionaire and his new wife will last??
Me? I want to see that prenuptial agreement.
“I’m the best there is Fats. Even if you beat me, I’m still the best.”
(Paul Newman in The Hustler)
Bizarre. Where did they find these women? (Not to mention the judge. Being part of this circus isn’t real consistent with the dignity of her office.)
Also, did anyone else catch the name of one of the producers? I could be wrong about his first name, but his last name was definitely Fleiss. I wonder if he’s any relation. Kinda fitting.
I’m positive that no matter what, there is NO WAY she will find herself legally entitled to half his money should they divorce. All 50 of those women probably had to sign his pre-nup before being allowed to trot onstage …
Personally, I think it will last quite a while. She’ll obviously put up with anything-times-100 to keep her ka-ching! rollin’, and he looked pretty fixated enough with his decision. They are both mental. I say they stick together.
I caught a little of this show. I was at work, and I normally don’t watch TV. (wait, that doesn’t sound good, huh? Oh well, really I see more tv at work than at home)
My first impression of this was, ‘Wow, I guess women really don’t mind degrading themselves for money?’ I mean, if it was called, ‘Who wants to make an ass of themselves for a few dollars’ then I’m all for it. Hell, I’ve made an ass of myself for free way too often. Heh. But I’m thinking that this show shouldn’t have made it past some level of thought.
I could see how this came about…
“hey, let’s cash in on this ‘millionaire’ craze, Bob!”
“yeah, but what would we do?”
“I dunno… but I bet I’d sleep with Bill Gates to get a few dollars.”
But I have to say that I liked the reaction to the woman who was asked about her past sexual encounters. She looked scared/hurt before he posed the a) b) c) d) choices. Hmm, have we boinked a little in our lives??
hehheh. Forget the marriage, I give the show two weeks.
“Rolling with the dopes you know. Rolling with the wrong gun on you”
“I dream that she aims to be the bloom upon my misery”
I laughed at the woman who said trust was the most important thing in a marriage. As if it’s possible to trust someone YOU DON’T FUCKING KNOW! Pathetic. Do you think the losers got anything out of it, other than additional affirmation that they are, indeed, losers; i.e., Turtle Wax, Rice-A-Roni, Lee Press-On Nails, etc.?
You thought the kiss was creepy?! I was freaked out by the wedding vows “Love, honor, and obey” they kept using the word “love”. I was mentally substituting the word “lust”. Her for the money and him for her bod.
And she had to be the oldest one up there. What was he thinking!!! I assume since he’s never met any of them a large part of his decision was based on physical appearance… What gives?
How old was she? She looked like she had been rode hard and put up wet more than a few times. What’s with the “I will love you and be your partner” crap? I mean, how can you love someone you just met?
If there is any consolation, she can now afford to eat!
I can’t believe I watched that garbage. It was like a car crash, I just had to look but regretted it afterwards.
Well I must admit that I didn’t turn the program on until near the end. But as the women walked out in their wedding gowns, ( how freaking ridiculous was that?) and the camera panned down the row of contestants, I thought to myself ummmmm a couple of nice looking brunettes, one honey blonde girl-next-door type, one that wasn’t pretty but wasn’t ugly either ( sorta shiz-tzu looking) and THEN…
A peroxide ( who knows for sure) over-the-fucking hill and ready to roll, bar queen- looking anorexic, desperate, shoulda been on Howard Stern to be judged, let’s screw tonight… contestant. I thought to myself… “well theres one he won’t pick.” But there you go Rick…at least you got laid last night and I didn’t .
“I’m the best there is Fats. Even if you beat me, I’m still the best.”
(Paul Newman in The Hustler)
I don’t think that “love” or even “marriage” was the goal of the show. Can you say marketing ploy? Look how many people tune in to watch mouth-breathing, drooling morons try and answer questions like “who wrote Moby Dick?”. This is just the latest attempt to appeal the the lowest common denominator.
The funny thing is…after ranting with a friend after the show, we both agreed that you couldn’t pay either of us enough money to marry someone we don’t know - you are selling your chance for true happiness - a priceless commodity. I guess that is the difference between healthy people and sociopaths. Can you imagine sleeping with someone two hours after meeting them? With no intoxicants making the decision for you?
Trust me, there was loads of chat about this at coffee time today. (At my work it is myself and 97 men, so I hear all sorts of interesting things on coffee breaks!)
They were very disappointed, they thought she was definitely the biggest cougar, and I have to agree.
But seriously, wouldn’t you be guaranteed to get nothing but women with um, “issues”? If these women have fantastic high powered careers, why would money lure them to who-knows-where to marry who-knows-who? I think you’d have to have absolutely no sense of self to just pick up and leave to live with a stranger. They obviously have little or no connection with family or friends, since they have no desire to share their own wedding with people that they supposedly care about, choosing instead to be a spectacle on Fox.
But I watched most of it ::quietly slinks away in shame::