Weekend Wrap-Up

VH-1 has done it again. The new season of Celebrity Fit Club and Flava of Love: Charm School are GOLD. PURE GOLD. On week 2 of Fit Club, Screech tried to become the center of attention by discussing his sex tape, which of course grossed everyone out. Later he lost nine pounds, but claimed that he was still eating huge amount of junk food and not exercising, which of course was a lie. He was pissing everyone off. Da Brat verbally beat him down twice and he didn't even attempt a comeback. Well, until everyone had walked off, then he started talking all possible trash. The previews for next week showed the contestants seeing what he said about them, including calling sweet Kimberley (above) a "loser" because she finished third on American Idol. Then she BURIED him. It was an absolute BURIAL. I cannot wait for next week.

To add to all of that, Warren G (who did lose nine pounds) kept calling one of the advisors to ask if he could have fried chicken and cognac. Just classic.

That show was followed by Charm School and it may have actually topped Fit Club. Put a bunch of skanks who got cut from Flava of Love and put them in a house together to try to reform their ways. Whoever came up with the concept is a genius. It's one hour of pure cattiness. The show surprised me a little also because it only set the image of women back about 20 years. Not bad. Yesterday's episode revolved around the girls splitting into teams and trying to dress one member up for a fashion contest. They could only use materials that were found around the house. This resulted in the hilarious sight of one girl being dressed in curtains. The dress didn't have a back and of the girls said (with a straight face) that her back looked like "Twinkies and fat". She also had these ridiculous feathers on her eyes. This is the new greatest show of all-time.

I meant to go see "Stone Cold" Steve Austin in "The Condemned" this weekend-- then the reviews came in. I can't remember a movie in recent times that got such bad reviews. This is why WWE Films (yeah, there is such a thing) didn't release it's first two movies in advance for reviews. Good move. Their second movie, The Marine starring WWE Champ John Cena, was the worst movie that I've seen since Xanadu starring Olivia Newton John. The Condemned reportedly finished ninth for about four million dollars. Ouch. WWE hopes to make it up on DVD sales, which means in about two months we will have ten minutes of ads for this flop inserted into each wrestling show.


Locally, Channel Four and Channel Five have been trying to scare me to death, the networks have been running specials and new episodes, and Tyra Banks grabbed Rosie O'Donnell's boobs last week: I smell sweeps again! By the time November sweeps rolls around, I fully expect Tyra to be fondling Hillary Clinton's rack. Homegirl, is totally off the chain.