One of our guilty pleasures is watching television shows devoid of any redeeming qualities. Give us any of the wife-swapping, nanny-involving or humans versus animals tests of strength and we're so there.
Tonight's Supernanny features Wendy Wilson and the episode is billed as a superstar's appearance. For everyone outside of her immediate family, Wilson was the utterly forgettable member of Wilson Phillips.
Remember them? Me neither.
OK, there was the chubby one, the pretty one and the other one? She's the other one. (And points to the nanny for nailing the line, "You're a talented woman," without cracking up on the spot. I suppose it could have been the third or fourth take, though.)
Sister of Carnie Wilson, Wendy Wilson now has four kids and no sense of how to raise or discipline children. It's like placing a camera in Britney's house, only much less relevant.
Need an example? So far, I've seen three minutes of the episode and the kids are literally taking a dump on the back lawn like a golden retriever.
Really, Brian Wilson's kid is having a hard time recreating the nuclear family? This guy? You're freaking kidding me.
"I think that structure was missing in the household," she says in the opening montage.
I would never have suspected that from the family that brought you "sand in the study so Dad could feel the beach on his feet while he wrote music." This will be a totally craptacular hour of my life wasted.
On a related note, can the government step in at some point and pass legislation to remove children from the lives of celebrities and just raise them somewhere else in a protected environment? If it works for polar bears, how bad can it be for Hollywood's elite?
(Image from: uberreview.com)
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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