Due to a childhood accident involving a firecracker and duct tape, Judge Ian Visser can't taste the flavor of love. But he hears it tastes like chicken.
Flavor Flav (he of the pimp suit, clock necklace, and Public Enemy) first appeared to mainstream television audiences in VH1's reality series, The Surreal Life. The rapper made such an impression snogging about with fellow C-list celebrity Brigitte Nielsen (Cobra) that the relationship spawned the spin-off effort Strange Love. Ultimately, Flav was shunned by his paramour and endeavored to find true happiness through a "Bachelor"-style show of his own, Flavor of Love. Paramount now presents the sophomore season of what has come to be one of the wildest shows on television.
Facts of the Case
Paramount presents all eleven episodes of Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season on three discs. The episodes include:
1. Sumthin's Stinkin' in the House of Flav
Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season begins with recap of Season One, during which Flav was shocked—shocked I tell you—to discover there were gold-diggers amongst the competitors. Flav instituted a strict "no gold-diggers" policy for Season Two, and set about finding twenty girls looking to be with him for all the right reasons (namely him, not his money). Over the course of eleven episodes, Flav endeavors to whittle down the pool through dates and competitions designed to identify which girl is the most "real." Accompanied with his bodyguard/advisor/minion Big Rick, Flav observes and interacts with the ladies, eliminating one (or more) each episode until only one remains.
As sleazy as Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season is, it's almost impossible to be angry at it. Essentially a parody of The Bachelor and its ilk, the show works because absolutely nobody is present for any of the right reasons. Flav does his best to sound sincere, but there's no doubt he's mostly here for the paycheck and the accessible booty. As for the women, a few of these girls seem sincere and attracted to Flav, but the majority are hood rats selected for their willingness to duke it out and show some serious attitude. I can't feel bad maligning these girls; they're on the show for any reason but true love and get whatever comes to them. And most of what they get is a serious beat-down; it only takes about five minutes before the first fist-fight breaks out between the girls, and the subsequent punch-outs are about as common as fake eyelashes.
The show works largely because it knows how bad it is. Contrast the wacky antics of Flav and his harem with the insipid, faux-serious attitude of The Bachelor, and chances are you'll rather spend your time with a series that refuses to take itself so seriously. Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season also works because it knows what its audience wants. The show conspires to keep the women scantily dressed and plied with as much liquor as possible, and the constant in-fighting keeps the drama level high. Fast editing and lots of visual effects are designed to illustrate how truly ridiculous the whole competition is. The best of the features is the hilarious "Flav-ation" translation graphic which contrasts what Flav says ("I need a girl who can hold it down") with what he really means ("I need someone to watch my kids when I'm in jail").
A big part of what makes Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season so much fun is the sheer unpredictability of Flav. The women continually attempt to decipher Flav's preferences, but more often than not, something the girls think will please Flav actually backfires on them. To give you an idea of Flav's taste, he actually admires one girl who spontaneously defecates on his floor as being "real." As in Season One of Flavor of Love, this concept of "realness" pervades all aspects; Flav doesn't mind if a girl is a stripper, per se, but she best admit it up front. No frontin' is permitted.
Much of the drama in the house involves the return of New York (she of the quick tongue and fast fists) as a potential candidate for Flav's love. To call New York provocative is an understatement: nobody is safe when this woman is around. Add into the mix New York's mother—who hates Flav like a dog hates a cat—and it's hard to believe nobody got hurt making this show. However, as much as the presence of New York ups the drama, it also makes the show something of a retread of the previous season.
Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season is presented in its original full-frame aspect ratio. For the most part the picture looks crisp and defect-free, although there seems to be some minor artifacting in some areas. The Dolby digital audio track is a solid offering and ensures that viewers will hear both the bumpin' tunes and caterwauling ladies in full-force.
Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season comes packed with an assortment of even more guilty pleasures. There are twelve featurettes on the DVD, covering such diverse topics as pornography, tampons, bad singing, Ebonics, and pimps. And for New York fans, rest assured that your special lady gets a segment of her own featuring even more of the classy repartee that has made her such a feature on the social circuit.
The Rebuttal Witnesses
Without a doubt, this may be the most profane and explicit show on television. I watched a VH1 marathon of Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season over the holidays, and thirty minutes into the first episode I was shooing my wife's ten and twelve-year-old cousins out of the room. In addition, there is a serious misogynistic vibe going on with this show that results in the girls being forced to clean a rapper's disgusting home and dance in booty outfits for Flav. I highly recommend that adult viewers prevent the youngsters from sitting through this show.
Love it or hate it, Flavor of Love—The Complete Second Season is still one of the most honest, unabashed, and entertaining shows on televisions. If you can live with yourself in the morning, grab this set and enjoy all the "Flavor" is has to offer.
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