Every once in a while, the good people at MTV decide to yank The Real World from the schedule for a week so they can dupe us into doing something silly - like watching Gideon Yago interview John Kerry or watching P. Diddy fire a bunch of kids from Da Band. Usually, I get pretty annoyed that my weekly dose of pettiness and sexual tension can only spring forth from Coral, Mike and the rest of the career reality stars on The Inferno. But this past week's lack of a new Real World thankfully has afforded me the time to sneak in a delayed commentary about our San Diego wunderkind's trip to Greece. Opa!
The San Diego season of Real World has been a solid entry into the long running series. Granted, anything will seem engaging after the yawn-inducing Paris season, but I won't go into that, lest its blackhole of suckiness ensares this post too. The point is that in what has been already a fairly entertaining season, we were served up an exemplary installment that had the septet heading off to Greece. The ongoing love affair of Bunim-Murray Productions and STA Travel led to what should have been a desperately needed break from the breakneck pace of SD life. After months of living in a sweet pad on the beach and sailing all day, the roomies went to Greece where they stayed in a sweet pad on the beach and went sailing. Should be fun, right? Not for Frankie. The attention-seeking sourpuss was scowling from the moment she stepped off the plane. What's the dealio, Frankie? Maybe she was just discouraged by the state of Olympic preparations. Or maybe a giant boat was sitting next to her on the plane. Actually, Frankie probably realized that if she didn't get in touch with her inner-bitch, the cameras might stray onto decent people like Jamie and Jacquese - assuming that they were to do something other than spy on people making out.
Aside from Frankie's dour disposition, the trip seemed to be going along quite nicely - and apparently uneventfully considering that the first few days were jumbled into a montage of Jamie snapping photos of the Acropolis and Brad smiling and stuff. Frankie chirped in a few times about how she couldn't stand her roommates and how the vacation would be so much better with her boyfriend Dave because Greece is so romantic yada yada yada. Truth is she just wants to complain about the conformity of her roommates... and then dote on that trucker hat she bought Dave a few episodes ago. I shouldn't be so mean. After all, as a member of the punk culture, Frankie in no way tries to assume a preselected value set and fashion sensibility.
The Frankie grumblings were quickly forgotten though when suddenly we found Cameran in an Irish pub (way to soak up the local culture!) getting whipped cream licked off her belly. As usual, she was SOOO embarrassed and omg, how could people do that to her! Like OMG! Mom is going to be so embarrassed!!! Well, this led to a little Brad flirting, and better yet, some steamy hot tub action. As usual, we got some kissy kissy, followed by Cameran inflicting some blue balls on poor Brad by stopping the hookup randomly. This resulted in a 
wannabe poetic shot of Cameran gazing out of the hot tub with Brad puzzled in the background. Oh Bunim-Murray, how you encapsulate the human condition!
Just when we thought this episode was going to be about the ongoing flirtations of Brad and Cameran, Robin decided to pop in and remind us about the time when we thought she was the biggest drama queen in the house. Turns out that sometime between the Cool Whip and the hot tub, Cameran misplaced the room key. Not acceptable. At least to Robin. Suddenly, the breasty roommate let loose a stream of expletives she surely learned during her two day stint in the clink. Apparently Robin needs her beauty sleep and dammit if Cameran's going to stop her. In a subtle touch of guilt tripping, Robin gently reminded Cameran that she "fuckin' went to jail for you, bitch". I wonder if the editing room floor has footage of Robin then saying "I'm gonna cut you, bitch. I'm gonna cut you!"
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Comments (1)
You know, Robin is probably the ugliest crier I have ever seen. She makes such an awful noise....juding from the preview we will get to see a lot of it this week.
leah
1 of 1 | Posted by Leah Threatte | Posted on May 17, 2004 2:12 PM