Rock of Love 2: Too Vile for Even A Guilty Pleasure

March 1, 2008 on 7:31 pm | In Cultural Commentary, Rants: Sexism | 6 Comments

I went to the gym today and with one eye watched a Food Channel show with that pretty lady who always shows too much bosom (I think her name is something like Giardia, but isn’t that an intestinal parasite?) and with one eye VH-1’s horrific “Rock of Love 2,” which made me yell at the screen a lot. It’s a good thing the gym was fairly empty.

This is another one of those shows featuring a really skaggy dude living in a house full of chicks vying for his approval. Everyone behaves somewhere at the level of rhesus monkeys (only with more sex and worse fashion) and at the end, he “eliminates” a babe or two from his harem, causing them to HATE THEMSELVES rather than him or the producers of this despicable bit of realitrash TV.

I’m only glad I caught it because I was so overwhelmed with disbelief, I stayed on the treadmill an extra 20 minutes to make sure I was getting the premise right. This character (Bret is the lead singer for the band “Poison,” if that means anything to you, and … don’t be offended, but I’m pretty sure he’s wearing a cucumber in his Levis) has these women in such a desperate hysteria of desire and devotion, I hoped they might turn on him in the end in a Dionysian lust-rage and tear him limb from limb, but no such luck.

If they did the same show with Professor Gary Dorrien, now that I’d watch. Heck, I’d even go on the show.

Bret Michaels

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