Month: June 2006

Probably a bad idea:

  • “Former Saved By The Bell star Mario Lopez will host a new show on Animal Planet called Dancing Pet Stars, where humans will dance with pets and be judged a la American Idol.”
  • “Former ‘Full House’ child star and crystal meth addict Jodie Sweetin is getting back to work. Sweetin has signed on to host the strip-tastic new show on Fuse, ‘Pants-Off Dance-Off.’ The show, taped at Fuse music TV’s Midtown studio, features people of all ages taking off their clothes to their favorite music videos.”
  • “Eminem will return to the big screen in an updated version of the television Western ‘Have Gun – Will Travel.’“
  • “John Fusco has signed on to write the script for the remake of Akira Kurosawa’s 1954 classic, The Seven Samurai for The Weinstein Company.”

I’ve noticed recently that all the words I’ve been looking up in the dictionary begin with the letter p. There have been at least four completely unrealted searches in a row. That’s a bit…peculiar.

Last summer, Hell’s Kitchen was something of a guilty pleasure: a show I started watching entirely by accident, but on which I was actually hooked beginning to end.

So it’s interesting to note that I really don’t care about the second season, at all, and only found out by accident that I missed the first two episodes.

It’s sort of how I felt about 24 in the third season, when I stopped watching. I came to the first season late, but I was hooked from mid-season on. The second season topped it, I felt* and I was really, really looking forward to the third.

And then the third started and I realized, with some surprise, that I just didn’t care anymore and wasn’t going to continue watching. (Maybe I’d just been burned by faithfully watching the awful last season of The X-Files.) I honestly don’t even know what season the show’s up to by now.

Hell’s Kitchen is different, of course, in that it’s “reality TV,” and one season isn’t in any way a continuation of the last. In fact, it’s probably just more of the same, albeit with different people and bigger — and by extension lamer — stunts. I generally don’t watch reality television, but I expect that’s pretty common. One season of Survivor, sure. But twelve? How could that not be tedious? How could it not constantly be repeating itself?

Maybe I shouldn’t be surprised I lost interest. I really did enjoy that first season, though.

* Pretend that pretty much everything with Kim, especially the face-off with the cougar, didn’t happen. Better, no?