David Foster's home for imaginary reality

Man, is Ray Richmond pissed. In his review for Hollywood Reporter (an AdFreak relative, BTW), picked up here by Reuters, he tore Fox’s The Princes of Malibu a new one. Specifically, he thinks the “wholly contrived” show does nothing but capture songwriter David Foster’s “ineffectual and profoundly oblivious parenting style,” as well as the bloated indulgence of his two stepsons. Richmond also question Foster’s logic of expecting irresponsible kids to change their tunes overnight, and I agree. Besides, their Grammy-winning songwriter dad is hardly caught in the methodical grind of a mill worker, so I don’t buy his blue-collar rage. (He has this crazy idea of having his sons make their own beds!) I do agree that Princes is a bad show, having caught the first episode between The Simpsons and Family Guy, but not because of any grievances I might have with Foster's parenting. Princes, like most reality television, is just dull. It’s yet another half-hour of watching spoiled, complacent people wallow in their own crapulence. And it doesn’t even capture reality by any acceptable standard; if I was holding a bikini car wash on my property and my mom came out to help, I’d probably hang myself.   

—Posted by David Kiefaber

Credit: Andrew Southam/FOX

July 12, 2005 | Permalink