Joe Millionaire Wrap-Up
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Michael Daubs

So another Monday night has come and gone, and I found myself with a lingering sense of longing. Something was missing from my Monday nights, something wonderful and grand. And then, just as I was about to push that feeling aside with copious amounts of Boddington's, a flood of names overwhelmed me... Evan, Zora, Paul Hogan, that... hostess chick that never really did anything and, of course, Bondage. I mean Spanky. I mean Sarah.

I mourned the passing of Joe Millionaire. Gone are the necklaces, the lies and the jealous in-fighting. Gone are the witticisms of Mr. Hogan, epic shots of the chateau and the fickle contestants. Gone is one of the most evil, twisted, cynical and therefore brilliant reality shows ever to grace the small screen. For you see, there will never be another Joe Millionaire. FOX won't ever be able to dupe 20 women into that farce again. (If they do, Ted Turner will just use it as proof that Rupert Murdoch really is Satan.)

FOX decided to bid adieu to Joe with a non-episode that pissed off its fans, a two hour final episode (that was really only one hour preceded by an hour of the expunged candidates for greed/love bitching about our beloved Evan and each other), and a wrap-up episode a week later that, frankly, was just flogging a limp noodle. But at least we got another glimpse of Melissa's panty shot.

We got to learn, too. We learned that MoJo liked to use her eyebrows, Melissa liked to say "Fairy Tale" way too much, Sarah was in bondage flicks "for the money" and Evan likes tits. I'm sure all of that came as a big surprise to everyone that watched the show on a regular basis. Oh, and somewhere in there, Evan picked Zora over duct-tape-loving Sarah. Zora, who is apparently Mother Teresa in tighter clothes (she assists the elderly and was trying to help fund cancer treatment for a man in Yugoslavia), decided to accept Evan despite his lie. They smooched and danced and get a hunk of money for their troubles. It's sweet and loving.

How blasé.

I've decided to give Joe a more fitting send-off. After watching the first episode, I made some basic observations. Instead of giving you one of those mamsy-pamsy show wrap-ups that just rehash all the crap that happened, I thought I'd revisit those original observations and see how well they held up through the course of the show. (Observations may be paraphrased to shorten length, or changed completely to make me sound right. Okay, maybe not that last part).

Observation 1) The whole show is run by a lovable, non-Crocodile Dundee, Paul Hogan.
Paul only got better as time went on, and the "hostess" of the show (can anyone remember her name? - I think not) became as useful as a girlfriend at a strip club. Of course, it was easy to feel sorry for the guy. After all, he did have to put up with all of those people for several weeks. Then again, he always got the last word (and a glass of brandy). His comments on über-bitch Heidi were particularly tasty.

Observation 2) Joe is likable.
Okay, that may still be true. But you have to admit he wasn't the most effective pill in the pack. But even though he was a bit on the dim side, he certainly did pick the right girl. Well, at least he didn't pick Mojo. That chick was scary.

Observation 3) There isn't a single girl I didn't want to smack. Hard.
This remains mostly true. I'd have a hard time smacking Zora. But I bet I could do it if she mentioned the horses again. I mean, seriously, I was kind of concerned her attachment to the horses was becoming a little too Great - as in Catherine the Great.

The rest of the girls, though, deserve a good beating. I found it amazing how quickly all of these women would go from fighting over Evan to whining about him. "Wah, he lied to me!" "Wah, he turned me down." "Wah, he doesn't know what he's missing."

What a bunch of tard-whores, man.

I about smacked a puppy out of sheer disgust when Evan admitted he wasn't a millionaire to Sarah and she responded, "Did you think that was something I was concerned with?" Well of COURSE that's what he thought, O Mistress Square Knot. Sheesh. Stop trying to pretend you weren't. Now... go put on that cheerleader costume and tie yourself to the bumper of a Greyhound. You'll be doing the world a favor.

Observation 4) Pearl Necklace
This is one area where I was highly disappointed. After the pearl necklaces Evan handed out in the first episode, I expected the gifts to get more explicit. You know - first a pearl necklace, then a sack of balls. Maybe they girls give him a nice muff in the third episode. (Okay, I think Sarah did do that.) Finally, in the last episode, he gives his woman of choice the family jewels, some sausage and a Pearl Jam CD. Instead they stuck to precious gems. FOX really dropped the ball on that one, I tell you.

Observation 5) Uh...
Okay, after re-reading observation 5, I realize that there wasn't really a coherent point to it. Something about someone crying and a fairy tale reference. I think I already covered that in #2 above.

So what is the true aftermath of the show? Well, Paul got a gig with Anna Nicole. Evan got a new Mercedes and Zora... well, Zora got her mother some dental work. Oh, and she did help that guy in Yugoslavia. And are the lovebirds Zora and Evan still together? Fuck, no. Of course not. Don't be a git.

If you thought this whole escapade would end in happiness, then you missed the entire subtext of the show. Joe Millionaire, despite (vaguely) trying to convince us otherwise, was about the terrible, despicable parts of the human nature. It showed how money could rid 20 self-important women of what little self-worth they had. It showed how one poor man could make a mockery of the noble search for true love. And, though we hate to admit it, it showed us all just how much we love to see the bad in others.

But hey, a little Schadenfreude never hurt anyone, right? Damn straight.

FOX is following up Joe Millionaire with a series of other reality shows - a second American Idol and the moronic Married By America. But I won't be watching. Simon might be wicked, and Married might be perverse and wrong, but neither have that twist, that bite, that deep-down cruelty that made Joe, perhaps unintentionally, one of the best psychological experiments in history.

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