Okay, I’ll admit it. While I hold myself to high standards (I consider myself well versed in movies and literature and would even perhaps define myself as a movie and literature snob), I do have a fondness for a particular show that some may deem lowbrow. One could even make the argument (and rather successfully, I suspect) that the show in question is just as responsible for the dumbing down of American T.V. as is The O.C..
The Real Housewives Of Orange County explores the incredibly shallow lives of actual families living in one of the nations most exclusive and costly gated communities. It’s trashy, style-obsessed, skin-deep, shallow, gaudy, and tasteless – and insanely entertaining. You can flip this on and end up watching for three hours straight even if you hate (like I do) reality T.V. The people on the show are just so shallow and unconcerned about anything but themselves, you can’t help but enjoy every moment they’re on screen.
Another testament to the show’s attractiveness is the fact that I never watch shows on a schedule, even ones I like. My Name Is Earl is a good example. I saw a few episodes and liked it. It was definitely a good comedy, although slightly sappy, but I never managed to watch it regularly. It just didn’t grab me. Same with Just Shoot Me. Even with a show like 24, which I got into (I need to catch up on the first seasons though to be truly into it), I never got hooked. So this is where The Real Housewives Of Orange County (or TRHOC), succeeds so well. It’s hooked me. I’ve even started setting my DVR to record episodes I know I’ll miss.
Maybe it’s because being a film snob every day of the week is tiring, and TRHOC provides a welcome break, or it’s that I simply have an underlying need for throwaway lowbrow shows that needs to be fulfilled once a week. Who knows? But now that I’ve had my Housewives Of O.C. fix for the week, I’m off to watch The Squid And The Whale again.