Full disclosure: I only watched the show Age of Love for about 20 minutes before I had to turn it off. Of course I knew it would be a bad show before I even saw the opening credits by the Cougars vs. Kittens premise, but I’d hoped it would be bad in a good way, like Temptation Island or any interview with Paris Hilton. But this was one of the worst shows I’ve ever seen. This show makes The Bachelor look like PBS programming. Let’s start with the premise: a 30 year-old tennis guy thinks he’s on a regular hook-up show but surprise! as the women are trotted out one by one they have a crazy twist in store for him. They’re really really old! Like old enough to be his grandmother! Okay, not that old but, you know, like 40!!! The look on his face was enough to make me turn the channel alone. The first woman comes out and she’s gorgeous. She introduces herself and adds in the tidbit that she was born in 1967! NOOOOO! Close up on his face as it contorts into a mix of fear, shock and disappointment – as if she’d just told him she totaled his Porche while taking it for a quick spin around the block. The next few women come out looking just as beautiful but one by one they deliver the bad news that their birthdays are were the 60’s or early 70’s. Finally we get a quavering soundbite from our “prize.” “One of them has to be younger, right? They can’t all be old.” He may as well have gone on to say, “they won’t be able to play tennis with me! They’ll be too busy stealing my tennis balls to put on their walkers!”
I guess what we’re supposed to understand is that all the oldsters have their shit together cause they’re all, well, old and shit. Hey, I know plenty of women in their 40’s who you’d be afraid to spend a half hour with due to their crazy neediness, bi-polar mood swings and general not-having-their-shit-togetherness. And I’m not just talking about me.
But on this show, if you’ve made it to your late thirties without a man, you are obviously crazy desperate for one but incredibly self sufficient, career driven and ready for that man (any man) because you’ve done the necessary work on yourself. And if you’re in your 20’s, you’re insanely hot but immature and self centered.
But will he choose and oldie or a newbie? You must tune in to find out. Plus you’ll see the 20’s gals come out with gems like “what’s a synonym for old? Decrepit?”
You’ll find out. I won’t. I turned it off. I’m going to turn 41 in a couple of weeks and I don’t need this world view. Is this just Hollywood or do people really look at a single woman in her late 30’s and think this way? And I don’t even need to point out how ridiculous it would be to have a show where a 30 year-old woman is presented with the horrifying option of dating a late thirties guy!
I could rant on this for a few more hours but I have to eat some grapes and watch Arthur with my child. Okay really I need to go put on a face full of wrinkle cream and buy a new cane.