The “Wreck” of Reality TV. From bane to banal.
July 17, 2008
I’ve stepped in another puddle of reality TV, though certainly not the dirtiest, for it contains no naked ladies, deadly crustaceans or has-been TV stars. According to the ad, a print piece in Entertainment Weekly: “Accidents happen and cleaning up the mess isn’t for the faint of heart.”
It’s called “Wrecked, Life in the Crash lane.”
You’ve got to hand it to Speed TV (whatever that is) for hitting upon the most obvious concept EVER. People DO gawk at automobile accidents. It stands to reason they will gape at “Wrecked.” It’s ghoulishly delicious. Or is it? Because then there’s this impotent come on from the ad’s sub head: “Be on the scene with the crew from O’Hare Towing as they put their lives on the double-yellow line.”
Huh? That’s not any kind of fix for your average voyeur. O’Hare Towing? Talk about an anti-climax. Call me crazy, but watching tow trucks move double-parked grandmothers at O’Hare airport sounds like the total opposite of entertainment. No one crashes at the airport unless it’s on a chair by their gate. And as for human drama, even if someone sassed back at the tow truck driver (horrors!), there are more police per square foot in this location than perhaps anywhere in the world. The row would be over before it started.
Observing a towing company harass people as they wait to pick up their loved ones. It certainly is real. So much so, it may give paint drying a run for its money.