 The Anna Nicole Show (E!) Usually something this high in fat would be comfort food, but the problem is that Anna Nicole simply isn't interesting. She's amazingly dumb, shallow, out of touch, bratty, and misguided … which ought to be fun to watch, but it just comes off as sad, like the white-trash tragedies that play out on COPS. Were she flanked by an appealing crew of people, there might be some funny chemistry playing off Anna Nicole's miserable cluelessness, but she's surrounded by some real dregs who cater to her every whim, clearly hating it all the while. By never allowing Anna to acquire some humility, the show simply screeches along as a neverending trainwreck. It's so static as to almost be Zen, except instead of keeping you in a meditative or challenged state, it mires you in filth the entire time. As with a grisly murder scene, there's some curiosity to peeking in, but lingering too long is bound to leave you feeling extremely gross. Anna Nicole is noticeably drugged half the time, which only offers embarrassing incoherence, and when she's lucid, she doesn't have anything to say. Fifty years from now, this show will be prime material for a future "Celebrities at Their Worst" compilation, like those tapes of a drunken Judy Garland recording notes for her autobiography. Except that Anna Nicole is not really a celebrity for any reason other than being a huge, slurry mess.
Review by La Fée © 2004 |