I Don't Know What You've Been Thinkin'
The title of this post is from a G-Unit song, but it could have just as easily applied to my thoughts on the Survivor: All Starts Reunion-Reunion. I am going to state for the record that I had predicted an Amber/Rob engagement on the first reunion show, but TVgasm was still in its infancy and so there is nobody to corroborate my story. This doesn't bother me because I don't think it was that hard to predict and that wasn't the big surprise anyway.
[NOTE: Some links not safe for work.] Filed in the "Is This Getting Old Yet?" department, the internet is buzzing with yet another celebrity sex tape. Pam Anderson and Tommy Lee started the trend, 
The TVgasm fall preview continues as we get down to business and take over the difficult task of dissecting the personalities you will see on the show starting Thursday, September 16th. Some of you reality fans who have been enjoying
CBS has really begun to test the gullibility of the American populace. For those of you who may be confused, I am obviously referring to the first several minutes of the Survivor: Vanuatu premier. Good God, what was CBS thinking? Was there anybody out there that truly believed Jeff Probst was standing next to that smoking Volcano. Ugh. And then CBS takes us on an interesting, but completely unnecessary trip into Vanuatu culture. Although Mark Burnett would like to play it up as some land of cargo cults and ritual sacrifice, Vanuatu is still about 75% Christian. The time they used trying to convince us otherwise was time they could have used giving us a better look at these characters. I am holding this episode to the ridiculously high standards the Survivor series has set for itself, but as openers go, it could have done better.


Quick question. When is a Survivor twist not a twist at all? When you can see it a mile away. While we still have an interesting season on our hands, Survivor Vanuatu is shaping up to be as forgettable as they come. Mark Burnett has us constantly looking for a twist, but the episodes play like he doesn't have any hand to play. The dual elimination was OK, but it caused much more of a small ripple through the game rather than a tidal wave of excitement they needed to make things interesting. Imagine what we would have done without Da from last week. Oh yes, I forgot. We still have all of those boobs filling the screen.
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Sometimes, even the best laid plans have a habit of blowing up your face. A lot of fans of Survivor: Vanuatu were almost begging for that to happen with Ami. It's not that her plan is particularly horrible or unfair in itself. Even Ami's biggest critics have to admit that she has taken a simple concept, in this case an all-woman alliance, and taken it farther than anybody could have imagined. As her plan continued in it's successes as the game wore on, Ami quickly went from that hot chick with the huge boobs to the arrogant leader of an annoying band of bitches. After seeing the rest of the men picked off one by one, Chris was going to need either immunity or a bunch of luck to stick around in the game.
I have to hand it Twila. She did something that I thought nobody among Survivor: Vanuatu had the brains to do, ie beat Ami at her own game. Admit it, you never thought it could be done, but it did happen, and all of a sudden there is suspense about the episodes and the outcomes of tribal councils. Returning from the latest tribal council, Ami had some a tougher job ahead of her than we have ever seen before. You know there was going to be conflict, and the new Twila, Scout, Eliza, and Chris pact seemed to be working, but if we have learned anything, it is that Ami is a master manipulator. She has proven she can steer the game in a direction that benefits her, and she was going to have to do just that to stay in the game.
While TVgasm is trying to secure some seats for this weekends live finale of Survivor: Vanuatu, our Survivors were still on the island, rapidly pissing each other off in the waning days of their seclusion. Although the alliance of Chris, Scout, Twila, and Eliza had worked well for two weeks, it was really the classic marriage of convenience. Twila and Scout had never voted for Eliza, but that doesn't mean they weren't annoyed by her continue presence. Likewise, Eliza knew that Julie and Chris were the only ones left in camp that had actually voted for her at a tribal council, but they ended up being the two people Eliza trusted most in the game.
Survivor: Vanuatu sort of picked itself up towards the end of this season. By the time we had reached last night's season finale, Mark Burnett was actually able to string together several enjoyable episodes back-to-back. There was even some suspense as to who would be left in the final, and who was going to be the overall winner. I was ready to sit back and enjoy a couple of hours of programming, but was stupid and didn't fast forward through the into to this episode. The producers tried to recap the entire season full of tribal councils, but in doing so made it quite obvious who was going to end up in the running for first and second place. Just in case there were a few million people out there that were watching the finale but didn't tune into the rest of the show, CBS wanted to make sure they were all caught up, and quickly revealed the two people about to battle for the win.
I must extend a massive apology. The tenth season premiere of Survivor aired last Thursday, and here I am a whole five days later with the recap. Why did it take me so long? Well, there was a little backlog of activity this past week, and besides, I've been holed up in the gym for nearly 96 hours in the wake of viewing this abs-tastic new cast. Seriously, everyone is in shape, even the old people (well, maybe not Wanda, Angie, and Coby but hey, there are always exceptions to the rule). You know what they say: if people have stunning, near flawless bodies on TV, well, shame on me for not being exactly like them! Hmmm... I wonder how many calories I burned typing that last sentence. Maybe I can have a banana chip now.
Well, it's week two of Survivor: Model Island and Tyra Banks still hasn't arrived to hand out headshots to the castaways. Maybe she and Janice Dickinson got marooned on a different archipelago. Nevertheless, the assembled clan of beautiful genes excised another of its own, leaving the makeshift island nation that much closer to Hitler's dreams of a pure, radiant society. You know you're amongst the Beautiful People when the resident Piggy has only 9% body fat.
I like this new season of Survivor, but even the greatest Burnett apologist has to admit that this week's installment was a little on the bland side. I guess we can blame a coconut for that. One unfortunate slip by Jeff, and then it was only a matter of time before we saw his name scrawled on various pieces of parchment later in the episode. Now, I know that I just provided a little spoiler or whatever, but it's been four days. If you haven't seen the show yet, that's your problem, not mine.
Once again I am tardy with this recap of Survivor, but better late than never, right? Okay, I'll just dodge that tomato. Anyway, the severe delay I have between watching the show and writing the recap should not denote any disinterest I have in this season's cast. No, not in the least. I am a big fan of these people, even if half of them are too beautiful to bare. I read somewhere that the joy in The Amazing Race is watching average people navigate the globe, but the fun in Survivor is watching model/actor types languish amidst rats and bugs on an island. Truthfully, I don't have anything against models/actors/beautiful people, but for some reason, that assessment really does fit. That's not to say I don't enjoy our Twilas, Sandras, and Willards, but man, I could sure use a lot less Big Tom and a lot more, well, anyone.
I've been watching Survivor for a long time, and I don't think we've ever seen as much voting as we did last night. Not even Pearl Islands and its Outcast vote-in could touch this episode. In fact, for all you keeping track, the entire second half of the episode took place at Tribal Council. We saw seven (yes, seven) different names pop up on the parchment over the course of FOUR different votes. I mean honestly, this recap could just wind up being a large statistical table of Survivor election results. But what would be the fun in that?
Well, I've been tardy again. For some reason, I never am able to get these Survivor recaps out in a timely fashion. Thankfully, this season has been fairly predictable: Ulong starts off sad, gets their hopes up, loses immunity, and sends someone home. So even if my recaps are a bit late, chances are you can figure out what happened without having read or seen anything. The good news is that while this season's certainly been lacking in the scheming department, the characters have been colorful and Jeff Probst has been particularly ornery. That's got to count for something.
In the spirit of baseball season, I think it's safe to say that with the Red Sox now the reigning world champions, some other team has inherited the Curse of the Bambino. You'd think it would stay self-contained in baseball, but amazingly, The Curse has jumped ship and sought out fame and fortune on reality TV. Maybe that would explain how Team Ulong from Survivor: Palau has been unable to win any immunity challenges whatsoever. Somewhere a few weeks ago, this tribe set a Survivor record by becoming the losing-est team in franchise history. For sure the bloodletting would end this week, right? Well, don't get too excited there. If you thought the well-oiled machine of Koror was gonna break down anytime soon, you'd be sadly mistaken (although, we do fully anticipate some sort of chaos this coming week. I mean, law of averages, right?). I've said it before, and I'll say it again: I think Mark Burnett has been brilliant to hold off on any merges or tribal swaps. Watching this sad, depleted team slowly shrink has been an exercise in television schadenfreude. We sort of hate to see them lose over and over again, and yet we're totally fascinated. How much torture can these people possibly take? Can they ever dig themselves out of this hole? Will they ever shake The Curse?
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It kind of feels like we're reaching the end of Survivor, but as Jeff Probst mentioned several times, we still got a whole lot of TV left to watch. Going into this week's episode, there were only two people left standing on Ulong, the saddest tribe in Survivor history. Week after week, we've watched the numbers dwindle, and with only two left, it kind of felt like the season finale this time around. I mean, Koror doesn't even feel like they're playing the game anymore. Yes, they do participate in the challenges (and win them too), but there's a sense that when it comes to eliminations, they just are along for the ride. After Ulong goes kaput, the season will be over and we'll all be off on our merry ways. Ah, but what if Koror happens to lose an immunity? Maybe this would be the week where everything changes for Steph and Bobby Jon. After all, these two plucky Ulong survivors have proven to be the strongest, most iron-willed members of their depleted tribe. Surely their time has arrived, right? Well, I'm sure as long as the immunity challenge doesn't require a puzzle again, they'll be fine...
Survivor has officially launched into traditional scheming mode. After weeks of increasingly compelling domination by Koror, the two tribes have merged into one, thus ending the sad bloodletting of Ulong. Now the knives have come out, and we've suddenly been jarred back to reality - or at least reality television. The happy home that was Koror has now vanished in favor of petty scheming and spiteful backstabbing. And I couldn't be happier. Alliances, mistrust, and greed is what this game's all about. The Ulong experiment was fun, but now it's time to get down to business.
Broken record time: this recap was exceptionally late due to my trip to the East Coast. To make matters worse, I actually had things to do this week. You know, like meetings and interviews. What is this? I'm supposed to be blogging, dammit! I figured I'd just put off the recap until after I was done with this week's Amazing Race, but then a quick look at the calendar revealed that it was Thursday and I was about to commit the cardinal sin of television blogging: getting lapped by TV! Yes, if I didn't hurry up, a new episode of Survivor would air before I'd even had a chance to post about the old one. Not cool. It didn't make things much easier for me that this week's episode of Survivor wasn't exactly thrilling. I mean, it wasn't bad or lame -- just average. But anyway, I've already babbled enough about my poor time management. Let's revisit all the glorious moments (all three of them) from the latest installment of Survivor.
How's that for an incendiary headline? It's actually not very fair to this week's episode of Survivor, the first truly scheme-tastic installment of the season. Palau continues to be a masterful season, especially now as it transitions from the unbelievable decimation of Ulong to the inevitable cannibalism at Koror. The knives have finally come out, and while I had a hunch as to who would go tonight, I must admit that until the votes were read, I still wasn't absolutely positive that I would be right (but of course, I was. Mwahahaha). Nevertheless, we're heading into the final stretch now, and things at Koror are turning shady (and homoerotic). Perfect!
Well, I didn't get around to doing a full recap on last week's Survivor, which is not to say that I didn't enjoy it. Truth is I was pretty busy this week, and at the end of the day, while the episode was fun, there wasn't really that much crazy shit to make fun of. Well, I shouldn't say that. There's always mockery to be had. Nevertheless, with only a few hours until the next installment kicks off, I'll do my best to give a casual overview of the latest antics of our favorite castaways.

What a fantastic episode of Survivor. This season has hovered in the "excellent" realm, and after last night's dense installment of scheming, drama, tears, betrayal, and lying, I am going on the record to say that Survivor: Palau officially rocks. Any reality show that can keep us on the edge of our seat from the very first minutes of the hour deserves special accolade. This has been a bizarre season, but it's worked out well, even if some of my favorite players have been sidelined. Three cheers for Mark Burnett! (and you too Jeff. Just for being a swell guy).
I'm Jewish, so I don't really know what that whole post-Christmas letdown feels like, but I imagine it's something akin to how I'm feeling at this moment now that Survivor: Palau has finally run its course. Granted, other seasons such as Pearl Islands, Amazon, and of course Borneo probably outrank this go-around (barely), but after the letdown that was All Stars and the snoozefest that was Vanuatu, it was great to have the show back in top form -- which is why I'm so sad that it's over. The good news was that the finale had all those time honored traditions we do love ever so much: the last minute backstabbing, the bitter jury, and of course, the drawn-out tribute to fallen cast members. We even got a fire-making challenge tossed in as a bonus. The downside (and I say this with only mild criticism) was that the final voting pattern was fairly predictable, and even more shocking, Jeff Probst eschewed his standard secret-agent journey with the ballot box. Does CBS mean to tell us he did NOT parachute out of an airplane, land on an elephant, gallop to a hovercraft, float over to NASA, launch into space, orbit the planet, touchdown in Antarctica, teach a school of penguins to fly, ride the birds to Manhattan, jump on Spider-Man's back, and swing into the Ed Sullivan Theater? I don't believe it for a second!




I'm still trying to decide whether or not it's a good thing that the first image I associate with Survivor: Guatemala is vomit. Seriously, we've seen a lot of barfing on reality TV, and one beef-laden episode of Road Rules: Xtreme featured nubile, young MTV stars puking their guts out for minutes on end. But the season premiere of Survivor showcased so much wretching (and the accompanying sound effects), that I'm pretty sure Mark Burnett has successfully won the crown of Vomit King. What's that, you say? This season is supposed to be about Gary Hogeboom, the ex-NFL star masquerading as a landscaper? Well, until he upchucks on some shrubbery or perhaps a passing monkey, his presence means nothing to us.
Lots of interesting developments on this week's Survivor. Operation Quarterjerk hit a major snag as people began to wonder whether or not Gary really was a quarterback, and Blake's health problems escalated from mere thorn injury to full-blown respiratory failure. Oh, and the hungry members of Yaxha enjoyed a luncheon of ants and grasshoppers. Believe it or not, I've actually eaten ants and grasshoppers, and they're really not that bad. Then again, mine were sautéed in garlic and herbs as opposed to being plucked straight from the dirt of Guatemala, so I guess that can kind of change things. Okay, okay, garlic or no garlic, I'm sure some of you are already puking Survivor-style by now. I'll just get on with the recap.
The injuries just kept a-comin' on this week's episode of Survivor. Just when we thought Blake's upper-respiratory ailment (medically termed, Respitoritus Pussyitis) had disappeared, here comes Amy and her newly twisted ankle. Unlike the wheezing pretty boy from Nakum, however, this broad was tough as nails, and if we have any luck, we might be seeing the second coming of Twila. Oh, who am I kidding? There'll only ever be one Twila. I wonder what she and her sexy one-piece bathing suit are up to these days anyway. Okay, I'm getting sidetracked. Enough idle banter. Let's recap!
Well folks, B-Side is a little backed up these days. No, he is getting plenty of fiber - OK, I don't know if he is or not, but the regularity I am talking about is TVgasm posts. With The OC on hiatus, I thought I would give hizzoner a little bit of a break and tackle a little bit of Survivor. Back in the days when I was less busy toiling away in the seedy underground of the entertainment industry consisting of machine rooms, fibre channel, and endless expanses of Avid, ProTools, Logic and Final Cut equipment, I used to like writing about Survivor; they even let me write about The Amazing Race now and then. But it's clear that at this point I am not doing anything other than rambling a bunch of sentences so I'll have what is considered a substantial opener. I guess I have distracted everybody enough, so let's begin with a recap-type thing.