I just finished watching the latest episode of The Hills. And I am about to make a lot of fun of this show, so before I do, let me just give a couple of quick disclaimers. First, I absolutely love this show. It is always a show I watch and continue to watch for the 3700 other re-runs they put on after its original showing on Monday night. Secondly, this show remains in my favorites because of the absolute comedy that arises from nowhere. Its beauty is in its details. For instance, where would we be without Lo dropping little gems like, “I love to judge people” or if Audrina didn’t date a guy whose name was Justin, but who goes by Bobby? No explanation as to where the Bobby part came from or anything. He just looked at Lauren and Lo as though it should just be understood and accepted – like gravity. Amazing. I love this show because you don’t have to take it too seriously, nor should you. These are a group of 20 and 21 year-old kids, whose parents are footing the bill while they run around L.A. having barbecues at the beach and drinking at Les Deux.
But it is supposed to be a “reality” show no matter how skewed this reality is. Part of the beauty is the fantasy, the nice cars, and the fact that though these people are in college, at a time in life where most of us ate Ramen Noodles, sought out dollar beer night, and celebrated finding a 20 in our jeans while Lauren, Lo, Audrina, Brody, and Speidi do whatever they want with seemingly no thought about the money. Fine.
But what is with the shoddy editing? Seriously, Spencer’s magical beard? One minute, he’s got the wolfman scruff and he’s arguing with Heidi about dinner plans, the next second, he’s in the car all baby-faced and looking like Beavis, and in the next scene, he’s got scruff again. Then, what about Brody and his “cast” this year? In the Las Vegas episode, there was no cast – you know what I’m talking about, that claw thing on his hand from where Lauren broke his finger at one of his many barbecues. In Vegas, it was gone. This week the claw was back, then gone completely, then there was some sort of wrist brace, and then back to no aparatus on his hand by the end of the episode…I don’t get it.
So instead of believing the good people of The Hills are messing with me, I am choosing to believe that they are magical. It’s really the only way I can see continuing to live my life. Feel free to make your own choices.
On a related note, how much fun is it to see Heidi and Spencer fight? Heidi’s “I’ll be at work, why don’t you try it?” was just an amazing moment for me. I didn’t know she had it in her. Seriously, Spencer, get a job. Getting denied over and over because your girl has a “job” which involves long hours at clubs and holding a clipboard could free you up to do other things. Not like hang out with your friends because you screwed all of them over. But you could get a pet, or start collecting stamps, or something. Just stop showing up – all creepy and unshaven at odd times during the day. It doesn’t make you look cool.
And if I may make a plea for more Lo please. She cracks me up. That is all for now. I love this show – magical or not, real or fake. I heart The Hills.
