First of all I apologize to our readers for the delay in this article. This show premiered 3 days ago and I would have had this post of sooner, had it not been for the three day shower required to try to wash off the smarm which the UPN layered on me with wreckless abandon.
Billed as the hip hop Bachelorette (Bachelorizette?), the Player sets up 13 playa’s all trying to out play one another for the affections of Dawn, our Bacheloreezee in the Heezee. Now, what these guys don’t know is Dawn not only knows the “game” but she herself is a self described “Playa.” Ah SNAPS!Dawn is a smokin’ hot chick, who’s only negative trait is her ability to speak. At times, she’s white; at times, she’s Puerto Rican; at times, she’s black. Some may say she has “mad flavah.”
Though she is beautiful, sexy, has great legs and a playa attitude, the real entertainment comes from the “Players” themselves.
It’s as if “Two Wild & Crazy Guys” from SNL fame multiplied and were dipped in grease, tanned and then, forced to have even less of a clue. The producers had each of these guys pull up in a high end ride, flashing the bling and oozing into the house with more ego and heightened sense of self image than….well…JASE!!! It is a show cast with nothing but Puck’s, Omarosa’s and Jase’s. I find it to be horrid, sad, disgusting and a sad reflection on the state of television today.
That said, I plan on tuning in week after week to watch this car wreck unfold.
The Player, still in its infancy, is a car accident and I’ll be damned if I am not compelled to rubber neck and watch. I can only assume it will have induce enough interest for me to sustain viewing for a few more weeks at most, but even that is a true feat for the UPN, which along with AMISH IN THE CITY has finally made its mark on my TV radar.
The Player is not for everyone, but if you have the courage to watch one episode knowing its sheer and utter crap, you may enjoy it. If for no other reason their “You’re fired” and “The tribe has spoken” line is so clichÃ© and pathetic, you may rewind your Tivo a few times to make sure Dawn actually had the gall to say it. The line : “Game over Playa.” as if that’s not bad enough, she then follows it up with a head shaking “Don’t hate the playa, hate the game.”
Ok, I need to go back in the shower and get some more of the smarm of me; just talking about this show makes me feel dirty.