Right now — at least for Comcast subscribers — you can get Showtime for $9.95 a month. Not a terrible deal. And worth it if only for the most jaw-dropping (and pants-dropping) reality show to yet hit American airwaves. It’s called “Polyamory: Married and Dating” and it’s about the same.
Don’t know what “polyamory” means? Courtesy of Merriam-Webster: “the state or practice of having more than one open romantic relationship at a time.”
Or, to use another definition, “a television show where you get to watch a bunch of whining narcissists slut around.”
I’m not one to judge … oh screw it. I’m judging. See, I don’t care if you’re straight, gay, bisexual, asexual, monogamous, polygamous whatever. Really. I don’t care. To each his own. But if you decide to allow cameras into your home and allow yourself to be filmed having sex for all the world to see, and then complain about not getting enough “attention” from other members of your “pod,” well then yes, I do reserve the right to call you a whining narcissist who sluts around.
Not to say this isn’t great television, because let me tell you this: This is GREAT TELEVISION. Basically, it follows two groups of people, one a “triad” (a dude, his wife, and their girlfriend) and the other a “pod” (two married couples who live together). Not only do we get to see their domestic lives, we also get to see their bedroom lives. What I’m trying to say is we get to see them have sex. (Thursdays, 11 p.m., for those keeping score at home). And not only do we see the sex, but we get to see the aftermath, which more often than not consists of at least one person thinking they’re getting the raw end of the deal. (No pun intended. At all.)
Here’s a quick rundown of the cast:...
22. February, 2011 | #