Friday, 7 August 2009

A Shot Of Tequila With Tila

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I happened to be watching E4 about a month ago when I came across a reality show called "A Shot At Love With Tila Tequila". This will probably be old news to anyone from America as it first came out there in 2007, but this was the first time I've seen it.

Now, I've come across Tila Tequila before, and even written a rather scathing review of her hideous music, but I never expected to see her appear on my tellybox any time soon. Because I remembered how awful she sounded (musically, and as a human being), I found myself watching the show out of curiosity. It was like reminiscing fondly about a tropical disease.

Basically, it is set up like a dating reality show such as The Bachelor or something like that, where a bunch of people compete with each other to earn the right to date this particular vapid midget. The episode I watched involved a group of roughly ten men who'd only signed up so they could tell their equally banal bunch of friends that they'd nailed a porn star, who promptly began all the male posturing you'd expect from a sex starved gorilla watching monkey porn. However, there was a twist. During the course of this episode, Tila announced that she was actually bisexual, and a whole set of over preened lesbians joined the group to compete for Tila's superficial heart.

So there you go. Sounds like a bit of a laugh on paper; having boys and girls competing for the chance to sex up a porn actress. However, upon watching the show, you can't help but feel as though part of your humanity is slipping away.

Naturally, the men of the group were upset to find that they'd have to compete with people who they aren't allow to punch. They whined and complained enough to make them look like babies, despite their muscular physiques constantly on show (not a single t shirt in sight here), however, the women were even worse. Most of them looked like drag acts and the only part of their appearances that were real were the fur coats that they'd packed into their suitcases. Even for someone like Tila whose artificial chest looks like a dog with eye strain, these were soulless individuals who could only communicate in what I would describe as "Insipid-lish". Most of their comments were gems such as "Tila gon' pick me cus am hawt an ah know whut a girl needs" or "Ma pussay tastes soooo good!" (ok, maybe I'm paraphrasing a bit too much, but you get the picture).

There was conflict immediately between one of the boys and a girl who laid into each other purely because they were on camera, and the argument was so incomprehensible that the average viewer would become dizzy just trying to figure out what caused it.

So anyway, the show finished and I was left startled and confused. The dawning realisation that I had just watched the worst show in the world was a lot to take on as I struggled to find one redeeming quality of the show.

A few weeks later, I saw a trailer for a new episode. This new episode involved one woman attacking another because she'd been voted off, Tila making a big drama out of it and saying that she needed time to think, then straight away judging a bunch of people rolling around in mud for her pleasure. She was obviously very traumatised that a girl felt so strongly about sleeping with her that she'd willingly attack someone else on camera for the chance.

Britain, as much as you complain about Big Brother, I think I've found the one reason why it should still be kept on the schedules. If it wasn't dominating Channel 4 for the entirety of the summer, we'd have shows like this seeping in. Edgier shows desperate for your attention that only just manage to stop short of showing you double anal penetration and making you vote on it. Be thankful that we still have standards. Slim, questionable standards, but standards all the same.

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