boobs and loubs So...Rich Kids of Beverly Hills. I came into this show with a massive, working-class chip on my shoulder. Here I am, in the cardboard box where I live, required to watch a television program about entitled West Coast jerks and then write about it in order to pay for the soggy fritters on which I subsist. It wasn't fair. E! didn't help things much. They've handled the naming, branding and marketing of the newest addition to their reality roster poorly. Bravo's got this nailed E! -- you best leave the field.

The stars of the show aren't rich -- but their parents are. They also certainly aren't kids, as the youngest cast member claims to be 25. The show isn't about the duo-protagonists (the inadvertently charming Dorothy Wang and funny-in-spite of herself blogger Morgan Stewart ) being inane and thoughtless in Beverly Hills, though that's certainly an aspect. 

It's about a bunch of self-obsessed, anxious, and controlling people who can't put their phones away. If I wanted to watch someone fret about life while instagramming their shoes, I thought, I'd turn off the T.V. and go stand in front of my full-length mirror (#IDONTLIKEMYSELFTHATMUCH). There was substance, but the show did everything it could to skim the surface. The soundtrack of "social media and cellphone noises" throughout helped. And by helped I mean drove me to near madness. 

I was quietly baffled by the central plot point of the episode. Dorothy and Morgan host a blood drive. Dorothy gets in a massive fight with her friend Jonny. As a gay man, he doesn't want to support blood donations, because they discriminate against gay men. I leaned forward from my prone position, huddled in dirty shirts on the floor of my box: Was I about to see a serious conversation about homophobia and the innate economic complexities of blood donation? (True story: The blood you donate is SOLD to hospitals. That's because altruistically donated blood is healthier than blood for pay. Let's reflect on THAT!) 

Just when I thought I was in, they pulled me back out. The argument was quickly dropped. Jonny did a 180 and apologized...for expressing a salient, interesting dilemma. Everyone ate cookies, and EJ Johnson looked great. But he always does. I found Morgan exceptionally engaging, but if the show's premiere plot point is about charity work -- is there hope it will be less boring in the future?

What did you think of the first episode?

 

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