Just when you think reality fare can't get any worse, along comes HGTV's vacuous, despicable duo, whatshername and whatshisname, with the unwatchable "Flip or Flop". The premise is basic enough - two idiots buy houses, based upon their ability to flip them once fixed up. Not terribly exciting, but whatever. There's a market and audience for any type of "reality"-based idea and I'm sure this one's no better or worse than any other.
The problem with this show is that its two hosts are so staggeringly one dimensional, empty headed and devoid of ANY personality or redeeming qualities whatsoever that the viewer is lulled to sleep before the first commercial break. Whatshername basically possesses two forms of expression: abject petulance and utter confusion, neither of which endears her to even the most remotely discriminating viewer. It's obvious that the dim bulb flickering inside her bleached cranium has never generated anything which could pass for an original thought or useful idea. Her standard response to virtually any "event" which transpires on the show involves a pout, a head tilt and zero helpful feedback. Every situation looks like it requires too much thought or labor for her to handle, hence the pouting.
Whatshisname is only marginally better as he can at least be expected to express a semi- lucid thought on occasion. He, too, seems too ill-equipped to handle any sort of manual labor which might be required to improve the seemingly hapless lot into which he chooses to dump his investment.
Sadly, shows like this tend to make it in spite of (or because of) their tragically unlikable "stars" and this one will probably fare similarly. Meanwhile, somewhere out there, a couple with talent, personality and intelligence is wasting away flipping soon-to-be condemned properties in Crapville, NJ while these two idiots get paid to flaunt their incompetence to a national audience.
What a shame.
The problem with this show is that its two hosts are so staggeringly one dimensional, empty headed and devoid of ANY personality or redeeming qualities whatsoever that the viewer is lulled to sleep before the first commercial break. Whatshername basically possesses two forms of expression: abject petulance and utter confusion, neither of which endears her to even the most remotely discriminating viewer. It's obvious that the dim bulb flickering inside her bleached cranium has never generated anything which could pass for an original thought or useful idea. Her standard response to virtually any "event" which transpires on the show involves a pout, a head tilt and zero helpful feedback. Every situation looks like it requires too much thought or labor for her to handle, hence the pouting.
Whatshisname is only marginally better as he can at least be expected to express a semi- lucid thought on occasion. He, too, seems too ill-equipped to handle any sort of manual labor which might be required to improve the seemingly hapless lot into which he chooses to dump his investment.
Sadly, shows like this tend to make it in spite of (or because of) their tragically unlikable "stars" and this one will probably fare similarly. Meanwhile, somewhere out there, a couple with talent, personality and intelligence is wasting away flipping soon-to-be condemned properties in Crapville, NJ while these two idiots get paid to flaunt their incompetence to a national audience.
What a shame.