Some Dreams Really Need to Be Crushed
It is sometimes difficult to figure out where the reality begins and the producing ends on The Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency, but it is kind of fun to see Janice go through her evolution as a businesswoman. She had high hopes that her agency would have the covers of French Vogue, Elle, etc, but the reality of having to pay the bills means that she has to suck up to some clients that lack the prestige of a Ralph Lauren or Calvin Klein. Hey, in the modeling industry, work is work, but would Janice have started the agency if she knew she had to kiss the ass of the likes of 1-800-DENTIST? I don't think so. The finale is tomorrow but we have a lot of drama to catch up with before we get to that.
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I still think that the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency is a pretty good show, but unfortunately, I don't think that the producers quite know what they want to do with it. Considering that it is now at least half way through its first season, some would consider this a problem. The problem is that the show has Janice's name on it, and Janice is the reason that most people start watching the show. While Janice is a great personality, I would have to say that she has not yet proven that she can carry her own show. Janice will rant, Janice will rave, and doesn't seem to know what she wants to do with her models from one week to the next. Those models, who are mostly no-names, are much more interesting than her. Too bad we hardly see them.
While the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency seems to be off to a good start, one does wonder just how viable the whole enterprise would be if all of these potential clients weren't getting free publicity from the television show. That being said, she seems to be trying her best to actually run the business. She is constantly looking for new models, and she has signed a business manager who appears to be more into making money than being on TV, so that is a start. While her models have been getting gigs for some clothing lines and for commercials, Janice wants her models doing high fashion. 1-800-DENTIST might pay the bills, but the Da Vinci smile isn't going to get anybody on the cover of French Vogue. This week, Janice's models got a small taste of the runway for a Virgin Megastore fashion show, but first they were going to have to learn how to walk.
So what has Janice Dick gotten her models into this week? Well, I guess any day when Janice is twisting off the head of a kitten is a good day at the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency - so everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. Or of boredom. When Janice's crazy-osity levels are low I find myself bored. As much as I cringe for poor, sweet Nate (Janice's put-upon marble-mouthed teenage son) when his mother is prancing around a water fountain ruining a couture dress because she was overwhelmed by the La Dolce Vita-ness of it all (La Dolce Vita? Or, maybe, The First Wives Club?), I'm much more entertained than when she is being (by Janice standards) well-behaved. Sadly, despite a Mrs. Benet-type stage mom, a national commercial audition and and eye-patched Janice looking like a slightly less gay Capt. Jack Sparrow, I found this installment of Janice faux-reality exploits a little lackluster. Find out why after the jump.