While I didn’t watch much of the ending of the Winter Olympics last night, I did catch enough of the ceremony to make my stomach lurch a few times. There’s only so much maple sugar sweetness to go around. Leave it Canada to make corny fail.
(one of my many mantras is that “Corny… Works”)
I managed to turn it back to see the end of the end of the Closing Ceremonies only to find that NBC itself got bored with the the inflatable beavers being paraded around [YouTube] and switched over to Jerry
Springer’s Seinfeld’s “The Marriage Ref”. UPDATE: The “Giant Inflatable Beaver” now has it’s own Facebook page
Listen NBC execs, if you think “The Marriage Ref” is the future of NBC, just take a mercy dive into the Los Angeles River right now.
The Marriage Ref is about a funny host that introduces the celebrity panel and the dilemma posed by a married couple. In this opening episode we had Jerry Seinfeld, Alec Baldwin, and Kelly Ripa. Seinfeld told the New York Times that the marriage refs don’t have to actually be good spouses, and that’s good because Alec Baldwin is famous for his screaming matches between he and his ex-wife — and don’t forget the famous screaming voicemail left to his then preteen daughter that was later released on to the web. Future shows include such famous married persons as Madonna and Larry David, two people I would turn the channel on on shows where they actually knew what they were doing. You might as well find homeless people on the street for such expert opinions. But what am I doing judging the choice of celebrity panelists? What’s the stuff they’re judging, anyway?
The concept behind the show is that we are presented with some video with the couples describing their troubles. The first couple we get to learn about has a dead pet that the wife hated, and the husband loved so much, he wants to have the dog taken to a taxidermist for a permanent addition to his… living room, bathroom, hell, I didn’t get that far.
This stuff is more Jerry Springer than Jerry Seinfeld. I fully expect the audience to start shouting “Jerry! Jerry!” at any moment. Yes, we’re supposed to laugh at the minor issues causing major troubles in households that could be our own.
We all understand that some marriages are just plain strange. We just don’t want to be reminded of them, okay?
Normally, disputes resembling little silly shit happen when couples get divorced. When my son’s mother and I parted ways, her family members showed up to help move her stuff. Let’s just say the division of property happened right then and there, and there was only one piece of furniture I could sit on to keep it from being moved into the moving truck. I chose the washing machine.
So, while I get that couples actually do have silly fights over what outsiders might perceive as silly things, patronizing the disputes to make a show out of it smacks of daytime television. It’s not something that Seinfeld would put his name on. In this case, there _is_ something wrong with it.
Unless this idea was conceived to show us that Jay Leno in primetime wasn’t that bad after all.