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Get Busy Living, Or Shoot Yourself in the Head

Reality TV Just Jumped Into the Shark’s Mouth / Dustin Rowles

Trade News | October 21, 2008 | Comments (18)


You guys remember The Bucket List? Man, what a steaming pile of day-old seminal fluids that movie was. Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman, about to buy the bucket farm, decide to do all the things that they’ve always wanted to do before succumbing to the big Hollywood blow-job in the sky.

But hey! Wouldn’t that make a great reality television show? Find someone who is about to keel over, and give them their dying wish! You could even have that nice, mild-mannered man who hosts “Survivor” usher in the Angel of Death with sky-diving and Kool-Aid.

Yes, folks, that’s how desperate the networks have gotten. Here’s the way the Probst pitched the show to EW:

That adventure will include reunions with lost friends or formerly feuding family members, a “legacy moment” that will ensure their name carries on forever, and living out a personal dream. “It could be playing guitar with Eric Clapton or jumping out of a plane into a volcano,” Probst explained to EW.com. “Whatever it is that you’re still desiring to do in your life — we want to make it happen.”

Probst insists the show will be inspirational rather than depressing. “The focus of the show is not death,” says Probst. “The story we’re going tell is about living. This is a show that is intended to inspire everybody to get the most out of their lives every day.”

And that show’s title: “Live Like You’re Dying.” And what happens if a “contestant” by some strange miracle survives? Probst will personally strangle them to death with his bare hands.

And now, in the words of Morgan Freeman, if it helps me be a reality superstar, I think I’ll get busy dying.









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Comments

What if somebody's wish is to be thrown into a lava pit filled with lava-proof alligators? They can't do that on television! Or what if somebody wants to be smashed between two flaming semis barreling toward each other on a neon "Highway of Death"? Huh? They can't make that happen! This whole premise is as sad as watching a shitfaced three-year old wrestle a grizzly cub...

Posted by: Skitz at October 21, 2008 5:07 PM

So the US is finally opinioning Jim'll Fix It, but exclusively for old people?

Posted by: cockroach at October 21, 2008 5:08 PM

There are so many things that could go wrong on this show. I'm thinking a man with a terminal heart condition will wish to go base jumping and then keel over from the stress on camera... or speak to his estranged son and keel over when he finds out he's gay... or get a striptease from Selma Hayek and keel over from the excitement. The possibilities are delicious and endless.

But more importantly, I would think that a lot of people have personal dreams that probably aren't appropriate for national television. Maybe it's just that I'm depraved but if I were close to death I'm pretty sure most of my immediate desires would involve either sex or food... so it really wouldn't be that different from what I regularly want.

Posted by: Allingsworth at October 21, 2008 5:14 PM

There are so many things that could go wrong on this show. I'm thinking a man with a terminal heart condition will wish to go base jumping and then keel over from the stress on camera... or speak to his estranged son and keel over when he finds out he's gay... or get a striptease from Selma Hayek and keel over from the excitement. The possibilities are delicious and endless.

But more importantly, I would think that a lot of people have personal dreams that probably aren't appropriate for national television. Maybe it's just that I'm depraved but if I were close to death I'm pretty sure most of my immediate desires would involve either sex or food... so it really wouldn't be that different from what I regularly want.

Posted by: Allingsworth at October 21, 2008 5:15 PM

Dammit. How did that post twice? Stupid internet.

Posted by: Allingsworth at October 21, 2008 5:16 PM

I'm pretty sure most of my immediate desires would involve either sex or food..

Come on you can do better that that Allingsworth. Sex and food.

In regards to the premise of the show, is anybody really surprised? Probst is such a realitard that if his own mother was dying from a horrendously infectious, face melting bacteria he would still put her on T.V. to try to make a buck. Then the whole world would become infected and die so he wouldn't make any money but it still wouldn't stop slapnuts there.

Posted by: Admin11 at October 21, 2008 5:23 PM

In the summer of 2001 some producer was talking about taking a full sized jet airliner and power diving it into someplace in Nevada by remote control after the crew bailed out. There were some environmental concerns having to do with bighorn sheep and so the stunt was delayed. They dropped the idea in September for some reason but had they gone ahead with it this show would still be more tasteless.

Posted by: OscarTamerz at October 21, 2008 6:42 PM

What if somebody's wish is to be thrown into a lava pit filled with lava-proof alligators?

What if somebody's wish is to THROW PROBST into a lava pit filled with lava-proof alligators?

Best. Wish. EVER.

Posted by: figgy at October 21, 2008 7:17 PM

We're about three steps away, maybe two, from "The Running Man."

Posted by: bucdaddy at October 21, 2008 9:32 PM

You know what would be on my bucket list? A three-way with Hayden Christensen and Optimus Rhyme. Don't worry, mon savage, I won't make you kiss Anakin.

Posted by: Sofía at October 21, 2008 10:38 PM

As the resident cancer queen here, I can't help but gag all over this bullshit.

The legacy I want to leave my family should I start coasting out this world's door is not going to be on some fucking half-baked reality show promoting my misery.

My kid deserves better.

I think I'm hunting this Probst asshole down and unleashing my acid-tinged chemo blood all over his opportunistic face. I'm the real Acid Alien Queen, baby, and on behalf of folks out there struggling to overcome disease and death, I'm going to wrap his ass up in a cocoon and plant little crazy alien babies in his stomach.

Then we'll film that shit for some killer reality TV.

Posted by: Alabamapink at October 21, 2008 11:20 PM

Only if he wears the Vader suit. (Then both of our fantasies will be fulfilled *swoon*)
Also, I must thank you for the Devendra Banhart, I can safely say my new mix Works.

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at October 22, 2008 9:29 AM

*sigh*

I *heart* AlabamaPink. (See above)


A three-way with Hayden Christensen and Optimus Rhyme.
This? Would be my final wish on this show too. Only with me hiding in the closet.

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at October 22, 2008 9:34 AM

Also, I must thank you for the Devendra Banhart, I can safely say my new mix works.

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme

I'm glad you're picking up girls. You need the experience to prepare for the most important relationship you'll ever have.

Anna, does that mean you wanna see Optimus dry-humping a dude in a Vader suit or that you want to WATCH the three of us?

Oh, and AlabamaPink: preach it. Preach it loud and clear. We're proud of you, and my guess is so is your kid.

Posted by: Sofía at October 22, 2008 10:37 AM

Oh Anna, there's no need to hide, there's plenty of me to go around. (Not in a physical way, as previously stated, I am quite svelte. Like an otter) And you can't do that to Vader, we all know how he'd feel about it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tim5nU3DwIE

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at October 22, 2008 7:49 PM

Optimus, there was no need for that. Vader can be a bully when he wants to.

http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=8gQozw40Mso

Posted by: Sofía at October 22, 2008 9:47 PM

Yes?

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at October 23, 2008 2:00 AM

How many episodes until sexual deviancy leading to death is the final wish?

Posted by: john darc at October 27, 2008 12:10 PM