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After two years of hype surrounding every aspect of the so-called “Asian Jersey Shore,” K-Town premiered today on YouTube. The reality show was so thoroughly dissected before it ever saw the light of day–Is this good or bad for Asians? Does it promote or break down stereotypes? Is this something to be ashamed of or to celebrate?–the 12-minute pilot is, inevitably, something of a letdown. It’s not quite the trainwreck it was originally touted to be, and without something to really rubberneck in the pilot, the whole thing feels a little bland, actually. The guys and girls kind of blend one into another, a cheesy, homogeneous mix of muscles and eyelash extensions. The teaser for the rest of the season doesn’t give you much to hang onto either: They drink, party, have a few fakish conflicts, rinse and repeat.
Let’s hope the next ep has more to gawk at, or, at least, offers clearer stakes–how very fuddy-duddy of me to want them, I know–because a show like this that once promised to be new and “groundbreaking” could get really old, fast.
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TMZ reported Monday that Kobe “Beef Boy” Bryant got into a champagne-buying-duel with ferret-faced poker player Antonio Esfandiari at a club opening in Vegas. The story allegedly goes like this: Esferretdiari buys two bottles of Cristal, Beef Boy sees this and buys five, Esferretdiari buys ten, and then Beef Boy buys fifteen bottles of Cristal, racking up a $21,000 tab before leaving the club.
Oh Kobe. You…stupefying dumbass. Anyone who’s ever listened to me on my soapbox knows that you and I will never see eye-to-eye. So to be perfectly blunt, why the fuck do you do shit like this? A Cristaaaaaaaaaaaal-off? Really? Did you not receive Jay-Z’s memo on that stupid yellow bottle of hype? Do you have a head injury, amnesia, or are you in a fugue state that has made you believe the year is 1999 and bling is still king? You do realize that you are arguably the most talented basketball player in the UNIVERSE, and yet you’re playing the most amateur version of Let’s Put Our Dicks on the Table with…a rodent?