AM I the only one who is sick and disgusted by the Hilton family and their need to prove that they are better than everyone else? And worse – that they should make careers out of telling us how to live?
Excuse me, but if my daughter behaved like theirs, I’d call the vice squad. It was one thing for Paris Hilton to travel the country mocking working people in “The Simple Life,” but now her mother, Kathy Hilton, is jumping in with her own “reality” show, too.
Can’t somebody stop these self-promoters? The mother’s show, debuting tonight, is the pretty much unwatchable “Apprentice” rip-off, “I Want to Be a Hilton.” (No – I really don’t.)
The theme, ironically enough, is that Hilton, of all people, teaches uncouth contestants how to behave and blend into what the show refers to as “high society.”
High? You’d have to be high to sit through this insulting show. In fact, you’d have to be a junkie even to stay awake.
Anyway, Kathy, who looks like Teri Garr in a Daryl Hall wig, takes 14 average Americans, whom Hilton and the producers (including her husband, Rick Hilton) have chosen presumably for their uncultured ways.
The contestants include a plumber from Queens, a retail manager from Lon-guy-land, an interior designer (a Paris Hilton lookalike), a waiter , a motor vehicle clerk, a (no kidding) bartender, a construction worker, a ranch hand, a landscape supply clerk, a phone salesman, a perfume salesman, a golf caddy, a former Miss Tampa and a Las Vegas dancer. In other words, hard-working Americans – or everything the Hilton women seem to disdain.
Mama Hilton plays Henry Higgins to the Eliza Doolittles, putting them in the hands of experts who teach them “culcha.” They are then put to the test to see how well they have learned each high-society lesson, with one contestant each week getting the boot – and we’re not talking Prada. The winner gets to live like a Hilton for a year – video cam with sleazy date not included.
On the first show, two contestants attend a dinner at “21” with guests who are referred to as “the best of New York society,” which apparently means Hilton’s sister (sort of the Denise Brown of the Hiltons), Billy Bush of “Access Hollywood” and a guy from “Queer Eye.”
Brooke Astor must have been busy that night, so the “best of New York society” just happen to be people who work for NBC.
For my money (and of course that cahn’t compare to the Hilton’s stash o’ cash), this show is strictly a lowrent affair.
The Hiltons, who were tragically born without the gene for shame, can’t help themselves – but NBC? Making fun of everyday Joes means you’re making fun of your everyday viewers.
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“I Want to Be a Hilton”
[ABSOLUTELY NO STARS]
Tonight at 9 on NBC/Ch. 4