With all that's going on the world, it's kind of comforting that young naive twentysomethings still want to document their drunken exploits on TV. Years ago I wanted to audition for The Real World (I was convinced I could be the Elka of City/Season To Be Determined Later), but life and discretion got in the way. Even though that desire has passed, it doesn't mean I don't want to watch a bunch of other crazies who actually had the guts to go through with it.
After 23 seasons, it's still fun to see the excitement on the faces of these young people as they walk into the massive and fabulously decorated house that will be their home for the 3 months (didn't it used to be 5?). Despite its recent low points, The Real World is the grandfather of all reality shows, and there is definitely a nostalgia factor that continues to draw viewers in (but probably not cast members, as many were just babies when the first season premiered in 1992). Yes, there are aspects of the show that are tired, dated, and boring (stereotyping the cast members from their audition tapes, the season locations, the idea of having jobs,Â or not having them), but last night's premiere, set in a city MTV has been to before (who could forget David's sexy ballad Come on be my baby tonightÂ?), was actually pretty engaging.
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