The New York Times
succinctly summarizes High School
Confidential, the latest reality series to build a basic
cable buzz:
Filmed over four years in Overland Park, Kan.,
the documentary series tracks 12 girls through two pregnancies,
bouts of serious depression, numerous experiments with sex, drugs
and alcohol, and, finally, one brain tumor.
I have to admit I wasn't all that interested until the writer
got to "brain tumor," although personally I'm rooting for a
neoplasm that will turn one of these
pheromone-addled, oblivious to their own blessings mall
dwellers into a John-Travolta-in-Phenomenon-esque genius. Kids impersonating
Clueless characters sans irony
is old hat nowadays. Someone wandering through one of these series
with a dectectable IQ, on the other hand, would be ground-breaking
television at this point, like an uncomfortably close to real-life
remake of Idiocracy. (I write that as if any trip to a
Manhattan supermarket or movie theater isn't already too close to
an Idiocracy remake for comfort
already!)
But, in general, yeah, I'm a fan of both reality and reality
television. (And always against brain tumors!) I'm part of the
problem!
topics:
Television
