"Flavor of Love" is easily one of the more reprehensible of TV's reality shows (and there is a lot of competition!) but viewed as a spoof of current dating programs, it can be oddly entertaining as well. Structured as a low-rent "The Bachelor," the prize in question here is Flavor Flav, former front man of Public Enemy. Now in my opinion, Flavor has a dubious appeal at best--but that doesn't seem to stop the women from throwing themselves at him. Mouth full of gold teeth, Viking hat in place, wall clock around his neck--these women remark often about how fashionably Flavor dresses. Well, as I always say, consider the source. Adding to his allure, I suppose, are his criminal record and six children from various other women. What a catch!
But I won't bag on Flavor. He has become the KING of VH1 with appearances on "The Surreal Life," "Strange Love" and "Flavor of Love." You've got to admire this unlikely career revitalization. Flavor, ostensibly, is a man looking for love. After having his heart broken by Bridgette Nielsen in "Surreal" and "Strange," he set off in "Flavor" to find his true soulmate. Unfortunately, in Season One, he selected the prettier, saner, and more demure candidate. In other words, she didn't put out. So, naturally, it wasn't a good match.
No such issues for Season Two, though. Anyone not willing to get down and dirty with the Flav is out the door. He wants someone who he can "kick it" with right now--meaning, of course, any real candidate must have sex with Flavor to be considered. It's pretty sleazy, I must admit--and I recommend not watching this program while eating. But don't feel too sorry for our girls--they know why they are here and what needs to get done, gets done.
Some absolutely mind boggling highlights are a physical brawl when the girls are 15 seconds into the house, someone catatonically drunk for half the season, a white girl from the 'hood of Rancho Cucamonga (for those not in California, this is a suburb), dozens of confrontations, the World's Most Horrendous Mother, plenty of girl on girl action--and the pinnacle of classy television, a woman evacuating her bowels on the floor during an elimination ceremony.
Taken as a spoof, "Flavor of Love" does have humor. Fancy dinners at KFC always make me chuckle. I'd have to give this show a 1 or 2 if I honestly evaluated it on merit--but I'm no hypocrite. By the end of episode one, I was hooked. I knew I was going to ride this train wreck until the end, so "Flavor" gets a 3 from me! KGHarris, 10/06.