I can’t believe I missed last Tuesday’s premiere of the brand new season of A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila (new episodes air at 10 p.m.). When I finally got the chance to sit down for a moment and enjoy the drug that is reality TV, however, I realized some of the magic was gone.
We share your pain Tila…Trashy bisexuals and chest-thumping frat boys really can be entertaining for a season, but they just don’t really have the substance to keep going. Without the initial shock of bisexuality to boost the tourney between the ladies and the gents, A Shot at Love 2 is a one trick pony.
I’m all for cages and sexy talent shows. I even like weird. In fact strange skankiness is something Portland does very well (cough, Sissyboy, cough). Somehow these contestants managed to make the most creativity-lacking floor shows with a very bizarre form of drunken insanity that still managed to fall flat. There is not an ounce of charm among them.
Perhaps that’s too harsh. There was a rather entertaining girl in a gorilla suit, as well as an olive skinned beauty that could do the worm like nobody’s business.
They’re both gone already.
