A Sunday to Remember
Last night was a BIG television night. Specifically, there were two very important shows of note on the schedule... shows which occupy opposing ends of the television "quality spectrum"
First, on the high-end of the quality spectrum, the long-awaited return (it's been 21 months since the last new episode) of The Sopranos hit the screen on HBO. And oh boy, hit the screen it did!
David Chase more than made up for lost time, first with a story involving minor character Gene Pontecorvo and his desire to retire from "the business," and then with a straight-out-of-left-field plot twist that produced one of the most shocking and most memorable scenes in Sopranos history (and maybe next time, Tony Soprano will think twice before sending Uncle Junior upstairs to find his teeth). To say that this episode ended with a bang would be an understatement.
This is as good as television gets, humble viewers.
Then, on the other end of the video quality scale, there's a little show called Flavor of Love, which had its finale last night at 10:00 on VH1. If you've seen it, then I'm sure you'll agree that Flavor of Love has earned a place in the television "so bad it's good" hall of fame.
For those of you unfamiliar with the show, Flavor of Love is an extremely-tacky version of the reality show The Bachelor (itself a tacky contest, but that's another discussion for another time). In Flavor of Love, Public Enemy frontman Flavor Flav (the guy with the big clock around his neck) is the "bachelor" looking for love.
To say that the twenty women from whom he had to choose represented a "unique" group would be an understatment.
In the end (and after the world's-greatest-catfight-ever one week earlier), there were two left standing: "Hoopz" and "New York" (Flav's self-chosen nicknames for the women). And when shouting stopped and the spit stopped flying, Hoopz emerged as the woman who won the heart of Mr. Flav. And if to the victor goes the spoils, then in this case the spoils were a set of tacky, custom-made gold teeth for our champion Hoopz.
Oh, and she gets Flavor Flav, too.
Now that I think about it, maybe gold teeth aren't so bad after all...
First, on the high-end of the quality spectrum, the long-awaited return (it's been 21 months since the last new episode) of The Sopranos hit the screen on HBO. And oh boy, hit the screen it did!
David Chase more than made up for lost time, first with a story involving minor character Gene Pontecorvo and his desire to retire from "the business," and then with a straight-out-of-left-field plot twist that produced one of the most shocking and most memorable scenes in Sopranos history (and maybe next time, Tony Soprano will think twice before sending Uncle Junior upstairs to find his teeth). To say that this episode ended with a bang would be an understatement.
This is as good as television gets, humble viewers.
Then, on the other end of the video quality scale, there's a little show called Flavor of Love, which had its finale last night at 10:00 on VH1. If you've seen it, then I'm sure you'll agree that Flavor of Love has earned a place in the television "so bad it's good" hall of fame.
For those of you unfamiliar with the show, Flavor of Love is an extremely-tacky version of the reality show The Bachelor (itself a tacky contest, but that's another discussion for another time). In Flavor of Love, Public Enemy frontman Flavor Flav (the guy with the big clock around his neck) is the "bachelor" looking for love.
To say that the twenty women from whom he had to choose represented a "unique" group would be an understatment.
In the end (and after the world's-greatest-catfight-ever one week earlier), there were two left standing: "Hoopz" and "New York" (Flav's self-chosen nicknames for the women). And when shouting stopped and the spit stopped flying, Hoopz emerged as the woman who won the heart of Mr. Flav. And if to the victor goes the spoils, then in this case the spoils were a set of tacky, custom-made gold teeth for our champion Hoopz.
Oh, and she gets Flavor Flav, too.
Now that I think about it, maybe gold teeth aren't so bad after all...
posted by TV Boy at 10:55 PM
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