Evan Marriott doesn’t have to marry the last girl—he merely has to confess to her. Really, there’s nothing for anyone to win on Joe Millionaire but a bag of clay
For a minute or two, that bleak prospect gave Mr. Marriott a little sympathy. He acted as if the show’s premises were nauseating, that he was actually only looking for a woman of rugged spirit to share his humble home. He was trapped, but trying to make the most of a bad situation. In an effort to make its leading man seem soulful, Fox repeatedly aired Mr. Marriott’s statement that the lie was eating him alive.
But as time went on, he threw himself into it, and in the interviews he’s given, Mr. Marriott showed himself to be well past the agonized schtick. Fox was not wholly forthcoming about the terms of the lie when he signed on, he says. (No, the devil is never very good at fine print.) But everyone had a good time, both him and the girls, and the ones who are sore shouldn’t be. There were "absolutely" no negatives to the experiment, he told TV Guide. "Fox is happy, I’m happy, and to tell you the truth, the girls ought to be happy."
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Misanthropes say we all can be bought, and right now they have the documentation. You are trapped in life; there are no good choices. Evidently, this is a useful feeling. Believe the worst about human nature, and you will let yourself do anything.
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