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Clint Eastwood's Family to Get Own E! Reality Show | I Don't Understand Any of Those Words

By Courtney Enlow | Posted Under Trade News | Comments (15)

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I…I…I-I just… I…

Clint Eastwood is going the way of the Kardashians … TMZ has learned his wife and two of his daughters are currently shooting a family reality show intended to air on the E! network.

Sources connected to the production tell TMZ … the show will explore what it’s like to live in a family of “Hollywood royalty.” It will focus on the relationship between Clint’s wife Dina Eastwood, their daughter Morgan and Clint’s 18-year-old daughter Francesca … an aspiring actress.

… *brow furrows* …

We’re told 81-year-old Clint has agreed to make a couple of cameos — but will not be a main character on the show.

Well that’s good. You know, Clint is a professional, he knows what he’s doing. He certainly wouldn’t allow his family to humiliate themselves by—

The show is being produced by reality powerhouse Bunim/Murray — the same people who produce all of the Kardashian reality shows … along with “The Real World” and “Bad Girls Club.”

Guys…I don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore. I’m sleepy now.

There is yet to exist a reality show that didn’t make its subject look like some manner of asshole. And this has the makings of true anustry. An aspiring teen actress? A rich mother supporting her daughter in her quest? An old dad who will make periodic appearances? Didn’t Lorenzo Lamas already make this show? Clint, don’t be Lorenzo Lamas. There is no way this isn’t going to be a complete shitshow.

I hope it lasts a thousand seasons.









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Comments

We are talking about the guy who made Any Which Way But Loose and Any Which Way You Can. Not to mention Bronco Billy.

Posted by: MRod at December 15, 2011 2:04 PM

Click Clack and Ding Dong.

I just had to say it...

Posted by: MRod at December 15, 2011 2:05 PM

I'm going to assume that you are NOT mocking Any Which Way But Loose, which is the finest trucker-with-an-orangutan-sidekick movie ever created. Because if you WERE, MRod, we're gonna have to fight.

That said, Clint, dude, what the why the hell in the what?

Posted by: Ghisent at December 15, 2011 2:17 PM

The best part of that post: the new word "anustry".

Bravo, Courtney. I plan to work it into my vocabulary immediately!

Posted by: melisseh at December 15, 2011 2:21 PM

Maybe Clint will just pop out occasionally to say, "Get off my lawn!!"

After all, there'll probably be camera crews on his lawn a lot.

Posted by: MM at December 15, 2011 2:22 PM

This is a joke right?

Did I miss a few months and wake up on April first?

Not Clint, please not Clint.

Posted by: Zach at December 15, 2011 2:34 PM

Does anyone else see 4 guys on horses coming toward them? The end is nigh, my friends.

Posted by: Whorish Mouth at December 15, 2011 2:57 PM

Does anyone else see 4 guys on horses coming toward them? The end is nigh, my friends.

The end is neigh?

Posted by: MM at December 15, 2011 3:28 PM

As long as Clint calls one of his kids "punk" once per season, I'm good.

Posted by: Obst N. Gemuse at December 15, 2011 3:31 PM

"dad, I want to be like and actress, dad!"

"go to acting school, honey."

"DAD, that's like so ancient, dad. Today you need to get a reality show. Buy me a reality show, DAD!"

"ok, honey, but please don't embarrass me"

"Dad, like shut up, dad, you're gonna be on it, dad."

"when will death come?"


Posted by: John G. at December 15, 2011 6:56 PM

You are missing a huge point.
The world is ditching the Kardashians and replacing them with CLINT EFFING EASTWOOD.
Thank you, world. Happy Holidays to you, too.

Posted by: BiblioGeek at December 15, 2011 7:49 PM

Does anyone else see 4 guys on horses coming toward them? The end is nigh, my friends.

Right here, WM, and I got nothing. No astonishment. No outrage-y outrage. Not even enough to switch sides & be their pet vs. food.

How about we pull up some lawn chairs & crack open the good stuff? I got no fight left.

Posted by: BierceAmbrose at December 15, 2011 9:14 PM

And so we have - for the very first time – a case of a person being severely handicapped by their own badassery; because, Clint, if you weren’t so damn imbued with the quality, Death would not have hesitated at the door. He would have come in and claimed you long ago, instead of still standing there - fidgeting nervously and wondering whether to come in - and you could have been spared the trauma of this absolute travesty of a debacle of a shameful bookend to your quite extraordinary life.

So, Clint – do yourself a favour and pretend to be a pussy for just half an hour, so that Death can whisk you far away from this shit.

We'll deal with it somehow.

Posted by: zeke the pig at December 16, 2011 7:03 AM

'IT'S ALL OVER PEOPLE! WE DON'T HAVE A PRAYER!'

Posted by: zeke the pig at December 16, 2011 7:03 AM

The Good, The Bad, and The Vapid

Posted by: SeaKat at December 16, 2011 2:32 PM