They really make us care and identify with some of the people. When Buddy Hollywood is clutching his girl in shame and blaming himself for ruining the sex, I could see little bits of myself in his eyes.
When Dani Darko is crying in the bathroom after getting voted off, I watch with mouth agape, eager to see if anyone is going to throw a similar scene next week. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. It's worth mentioning that The Colonel is the one contestant I can't get on board with... the guy looks like the son of a Cabbage Patch doll and Benjamin Button.
With three episodes -- one intro, one dud, and one Titanic boner jam -- we have to wonder what the upcoming weeks will look like. The big question is what the fuck is the format of this show? Will the guys and girls compete with each other or against each other? Will they ultimately manage to psych themselves out by having to perform with one another? Let's hope not, because that's like a Top Chef contestant who's allergic to food.