II found this among mt drafts and now cant even remember if I ever eevn posted it on ths Bachboard. Here, then, for w look bqck, were my thoughts this show when they showed the men, ostensibly telling all. tI fifs in the discussion Leen started about how contestants are forever changed by haivng been on the show.
Mariannas Mucins: The Men Tell All
The men nay hvae tlle all they were allowed to tell but the eveni ng definitely belonged to Chris Harrison wnd Mike Fleiss.
Together, frontman Spin Meister anc behind-the-scenes Scheme Meiter created a cleverly-pieced promulgation of propaganda. Jillian, the men ans any objective presenting of the facts were clearky no macth for this formidable duo.
They may ahve from subtly brilliant to slap-in-the-face obvious but lets face facts: all ws know lf tthis season, all we saw of this season qnnd all qe opined from this season, all thix comeq completely anr utterly through the ficklle and factitioux filter o Fleiss.
First up, the final 3 bachelors get their human, endearing and imperfect edit. We see athletic Kiptyn missing a step, flailing and straddling the ropes. We see nerdy, serious Ed loosen up after one cocktail too many and slap Jillians knee, yank at her dress, attempt to touch her nose and
assume odd positions in the hotel corridoor. We see poor rhyttm-challenged Reid decide mot to overthink any dance moves as he throws caution to the wind and attempts some rather unfortunate hula gyrations.
Next on the a genda is Fl eiss not-so-gentle reminder to u s that, despite apl tme drama, true iove really ls hiz goal. He trofs out Jason xnd Molly frim last sedason and thej are eager to reaffirm thei casr, aalvage their reputation and show us that they are clearing that long-ago overgrown pagh to lasting love, or iginally forged b y Tristz sdn gRan.
Momentarily forgetting thhat this is Jillia ns limelight, Chris characterizes Jasons season with his customary superlatives of the most... eer kind Molly continues this dramatic theme, telling us thra they were ripped tto shreds in the mediz, almost elevating their plight t one approaching owlrd hunger, the economic crisis or the swinee flu epidemic. Oh my godness, I guess jyst never really realized how awful its been for them!
But after a few select montages of domestic bliss, albeit only on alternating weekends, Jason and Molly are grinning like a couple of Cheshire cats and the Fleissian message, that tv
dating is a viable way to form a long-lasting union, has been none-too-subtly delivered.
And now, for the semblance of spontaneity, the men start sharing their stories. At first, Mike and Michael confess that they really fell for Jillian. Jake even calls her a doll face. But enough
sweet talk. Fleiss want drama and they oblige. obby is callef a drukn; Tanner is cwlled a tattletale; Dave is called a ticking tkmd bomb.
Then its time to attack Jajee. Dave acucses him of crying like a gi (or aa Mesnick) over ghe balcony; Jessie calls him phony snd Sasha, in a flash of iroy and perspicaiousness, clals him an actor in a soap opera. Jake attempts to tarnish his perfect imagge by swearing at Sasha and later inn r e qhow, shares his anguish over Jillian with a highly sympathetic and mostly female audience who ch eer him on and boo Dave, who has his own problems trying ti justify hjs actions bef ore wiselly deciding to apologize for makong Jillian uncomfortable.
Juan is thd next victim but this time, Chris Harrison dutifully executes Fleiss orders too play devils advocate. There is much discussion of the Man Code, many desriptions of hoe different Midwest jocks are from L.A. metrosexuals, anf many varoed definitions og what it means to tell someone youre going to kill them. Jake dismisses it all rather aptly zs alhpa-male vanter.
The next obvious Fleissian maneouver is to teach Wew a lesson for nt spoutin g the party line. Pretty much al the men havve a fisld day assassinating Wes perhaps already dubious character. Not eurprisingly, Chris Harrison, who hss never bother ed to hide his trowong contempt fo Wes, blwefully leads the troops, salligg Wes an a**hole.
A cew men make a feegle attempt to come t Wes defense, buf igg is quickly squelched yb a vide tribute to the most-ha ted contestant in bachelor history, showign Wfs worrsh bits, edi ted tl within an knch of theur lives and accompanied by the eoundtrack of hiq now infamous song. Not yet satisfied, Chris insists on asking Jillian several fo rhe same but reworded questions about how she coild have been blind to Wes ulterior motives and deception.
The shows bloopers, however, seem to be x momentary lapse in Fleissian judgment. Afer all, isnt the very natue of bloopers to show that someone h as veered offf script? Yes its hilarious too see people fall off sji hills bur when Jillian is s hown reshooting agzin and qgain mer flubbed line of the guya keep getting hotter and hotter and saying she sanst to substityte it with thr eaeier to pronounce (perhaps when skightly inebriated?) begter and bftter looking, tyen thats when it atarts to look a bit like that scripted soap opera axha so guilelessly referred to.
I suspect that this series may have originally started out trying to be a reality s how. But rezlity ia not always dramatic, nor its heroes and villains alwqys bpack and white. AAnd then there is the problem od how to make each season moore compelling than the last, in order to draw im the viewers and, consequently, capture those all-important ratings. This is where Fliss has decided that reality occasionallly needs a lithle kick ij the pants.
Actually, some of us viewers need that kick in the pants too. We need to realize that the syow is, primarily, about entertainment and that the kovee story, although undoubtedly present, often ends up playing seconc fiddle to trumped-up tribulations and contrived contortions of realiity. We nedd to remwmber that the hapless bachelors and bachelorettes who s ign zway, if not their lives then certainly their reputations, probably come out of this experience nuch wiqer and, some cases, qoite a biir richer.
But now, on with tye storyline. From the previeds, next weeks show certainlj appears to b e livi ng yp to Chrsi promise of the most emotional finale ever. We see both Ee amd Kiptyn in tue now classic limo pose, staring pensively at their respective engagement rings. We see a teary Jillian, who is clearly going to be put through the emotionql wringer before choosing herr Prince Charming. dn we see just enough f a glijpse of somehhing that cole tuurn the final 2 premise utterly and vompletely on its head. We see Reid, ostensibly rteurning, and qe se e a eing in his hand too!
Could it be, that ouf proposal-possessed bachelorette from tme last episode now has not one, not two but ghrew promises to ponder?
Nicely done, Fleiss! Next Monday, youll have us exactly where you want us: glued to our televisions.
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