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I watched the first two years of the Bachelor and the Bachelorette for the same reasons anyone watches Reality TV – curiosity, hate watching, boredom or just as it something new and/or different. I bailed on it as I have over the years with almost all Reality franchises for now the singular reason – the players change the stories never change. There are always prototypes, archetypes and stereotypes and the one consistent factor as someone mentioned to me, was that the person who is the most cringe-worthy/annoying/painful to watch is the one person being themselves. I call this the Ramona factor based on Ramona Singer from the Real Housewives of New York City. She is perhaps of all the Women in all the varying cities the most authentic and with that she is also the one we love to hate-watch. And is that not really the primary reason we listen to many podcasts or watch a show?
I have returned to Survivor and Big Brother during the pandemic and while I find Big Brother still idiotic they are upping the ages and races on the show and with that we have two Women of Color well over 50 still in the game. One a reality “star” who has been on two Survivors and in fact my favorite show, which she one, Traitors, is not surprising as she got what we can say “game.” He son sadly the apple who fell from the tree and was booted and with that I can say happily, Bye Bye. He was a Mama’s Boy and a bore. Crazy people trapped in a house for months on end forced to do challenges to win prizes is in fact idiotic but that is Survivor and many other Reality shows, the Bachelor is just a well dressed one. I loathe the show as I have said that it is human trafficking combined with legal Prostitution to whore out women and men but really still a woman to varying men hot to put a ring on it.. or not.
So when the Golden Bachelor was announced I tuned in and wow I am turned off. I am not sure what I suspected or believed I would see but I while I have seen some variations of a theme, it is still pretty horrendous. What is shows is how sad and lonely Women are, despite having family and work, they are tied to the dress. That dress being a Wedding one with one woman bursting into tears over wearing one for one of the “competitions.” That the Women are all over 60 does little to change the dynamic other than further demeaning and demoralizing them. Not a discussion is witnessed or explored about issues that are not about grief or some type of disability. We have had two or three self evictions, one early on for a family crisis, barely mentioned in passing; Another for physical injury sustained during Pickleball so she called it quits. Another for a family issue over her daughter who had just given birth, and one who was sick during the “Rose Ceremony” aka dumped by a post-it equivalent, so she was given a pass to return. Otherwise I doubt she would have remained. Her illness was likely sustained during an ice cream version of “Never have I ever.” She was lactose intolerant and with that had also missed her own Daughters wedding to be a contestant on a dating show for seniors, and that too may make anyone feel sick from shame or guilt. That she is also the last Woman of Color is another hurdle that well bad news here… Gerry ain’t taking back a Black woman to his family home in Indiana anytime soon. I also knew that one Woman was definitely going to be given the post it note as during the Ice Cream game she admitted she swallowed. Okay not that graphic, but during the game her sexual history was to say the least more “experienced” than the varying Widows and Divorcees left which definitely puts the Scarlett Letter “W” on her. And that too is another issue about how Women who have had a “past” are viewed. Gerry wants a Woman just like the Woman he had before, a Virgin, touched for the very first time. Gerry married his high school sweetheart and had been with her for over 45 years, so his experience is to say the least not unlike a Mormon Missionary. Emphasis on the latter. So with that let’s share our grief and physical ailments as nothing bonds one more and makes a “connection” better than pain.
I have not shed a single tear here. I have heard a few comments of truth in discussing being thought of as invisible and that is what aging does, and some admissions of failures in past relationships and wanting to find a companion to join you in still living life and yet those Widows seemingly have not faced a serious long term illness, caregiving again if they had to with a new partner. Little about their children or grandchildren who ostensibly means they are NOT alone so that is statement that veers on what I believe untrue if not unkind. And of course NOTHING about issues of import with regards to Politics, Religion, Climate Change, or even Sex. They never discuss that which I find very odd given the show, the issues about sex and aging but then they do not discuss anything critical about anything. They are either the most positive women in the world (well other than the grief and disability part) or utterly oblivious aka ignorant.
I am not going to get into the hostage situation like climate, forced to sleep in bunk beds, the lack of privacy, the forced group dates and feuds over the valuable one on one time, which seems to amount to 15 minutes but that is also enough to make a “connection” with the Subject of all attention and admiration whom they seem to know nothing about other than Age and his Wife’s death. I have heard that story so many times now I pray for mine.
Below is a Critic’s take on the Season. I can assure the only tears I have shed are about me actually watching this and having no one to discuss it with. I cannot believe that this show is being watched by anyone under 60 frankly as no one wants to see Old People on TV. That is the ultimate truth, we fear aging and this is just another way of reminding us how bad it is.
‘Golden Bachelor’ Brings Something New to the Mansion: Grief
When “The Bachelor” squeezes widows and widowers through its melodrama machine, the franchise finally finds true heartbreak.
By Amanda Hess The New York Times
Oct. 19, 2023
The third episode of “The Golden Bachelor” begins with a shot of a 72-year-old man crying outside of a California mansion. “The Golden Bachelor” is a dating competition for people over 60, and the man is Gerry Turner, a kindly retiree with a hearing aid and a full head of hair. Just three weeks ago, Gerry — he pronounces it “Gary” — moved into the mansion with 22 women and started dating every single one of them. Already, he is overcome with emotion.
“The Bachelor,” the ABC franchise from which the show is spun, has been producing its bland heterosexual burlesque for more than 20 years, and it excels in manufacturing such melodramatic scenes. Yet by the end of the episode, I was crying, too.
“The Golden Bachelor” is identical in design to “The Bachelor” — Gerry must methodically eliminate his potential suitors until only one remains — and a promotional trailer for the season shows him and his women stepping into familiar romantic scenarios. Gerry and various dates ride horses, an all-terrain vehicle, a hot-air balloon. They rappel down a waterfall. They make out on a boat. Inside the mansion’s candlelit confessional booth, Gerry admits that he is developing feelings for multiple women. He weeps. His many girlfriends weep.
It’s all classic “Bachelor,” until Gerry says this: “The only time I’ve ever felt worse in my whole life is when my wife passed away.” OK. That is new.
Gerry is not a true bachelor: He is a widower. He has introduced the specter of death to “The Bachelor,” and this has both revitalized the show and scrambled its stakes.
In a typical season of “The Bachelor,” the worst-case scenario is that a couple of 26-year-olds rush into an engagement, and then rush out. The expectation of betrothal lends a ludicrous edge to an otherwise frothy contest.
But for Gerry and his potential partners, many of whom have also lost a spouse, love is not a game. When the producers of “The Golden Bachelor” scheme to turn on the waterworks, they draw from wells of grief. A few minutes after we meet Gerry, we see him cry for the first time, as he tells the story of his wife’s sudden death, in 2017, from a bacterial infection. “And so, and so, I took my wife to the emergency room,” he says, “and she never came home.”
The romantic artifice of “The Golden Bachelor” may be hokey, but for its players, it is risky, too. In the second episode, producers stage a faux romance novel cover shoot, and Nancy, 60, is unexpectedly stricken: her costume is a wedding dress, which reminds her of the day she married her husband. “I know this, my rational mind knows this — he passed away,” Nancy says. But the dress unlocks her emotions from that day, “still the best day of my life.” Later, Gerry takes Theresa, 70, to dinner, where she tells him that she feels hope, for the first time since her own husband died, that she will not always be alone.
The ostensible point of “The Golden Bachelor” is to give Gerry a second chance at love, but it represents an opportunity for the franchise, too. One refrain of “The Bachelor” is that some contestants are “here for the right reasons” (to find love) and others are “here for the wrong reasons” (to chase fame). But over the years, the show’s success has spawned a whole “Bachelor” economy — previous spinoffs include “The Bachelorette,” “Bachelor Pad,” “Bachelor in Paradise” and “The Bachelor: Winter Games” — and its most successful players are rewarded not with spouses but with influencer deals, podcasts or other forms of cultural ambassadorship within Bachelor Nation. (The show’s host, Jesse Palmer, is himself a former Bachelor.) “The Golden Bachelor” makes the initial promise of the show plausible once again.
It is made to feel so plausible that it becomes unsettling. The very idea of a wife contest is somewhat demeaning to all involved, no matter their age. As I watch women be ritualistically dumped by their temporarily polyamorous lover, it is soothing to remember that it is just a television show, and perhaps a launchpad to a remunerative brand partnership. But Gerry’s suitors have brought whole lives to the mansion. I am finding it harder, frankly, to dehumanize them.
Contestants on “The Golden Bachelor” vie to impress Gerry, but they also seem tasked with justifying their very existence. They must prove that women over 60 warrant love and attention, from Gerry and from us. One woman rides a motorcycle to set. Another approaches with a walker, which she tosses away in a kind of age-play striptease.
Even as Gerry’s dates are booted from the show, they are made to feel grateful — that Gerry spoke to them, Gerry smiled at them, Gerry gave them the hope of future companionship with some non-Gerry entity. When Gerry cries outside the mansion in Episode 3, it is because the 60-year-old Joan tells him that she must exit the show early to be with her daughter, who is struggling after a difficult childbirth. “My heart maybe got a little fixed from Gerry,” Joan says as a limo drives her away. “As you get older, you become more invisible. People don’t see you anymore. Like you’re not as significant as when you’re young.” That’s when I cried; I cried for Joan.
As I waited for a new episode of “The Golden Bachelor” to drop, I watched a very different reality dating show: “FBoy Island,” which returned for a third season this week, picked up by the CW after its cancellation by Max. “FBoy Island,” created by a former “Bachelor” producer, plays like a meta sendup of “The Bachelor,” and it makes that show’s obsession with ulterior motives explicit. On “FBoy Island,” three single women are confronted with a crop of men eager to date them, and the women must decide which ones have come “for the right reasons.” Half of their suitors have arrived on the island as designated “nice guys” (who are looking for love) and half as self-proclaimed “FBoys” (who are only pretending to be nice). If an FBoy cons a woman into choosing him at season’s end, he pockets $100,000.
If “The Golden Bachelor” raises the stakes for romantic gameplay, “FBoy Island” lowers them like a limbo stick. One contestant, Vince, jokes with one of the women that they have “shared trauma” because they have both entered into ill-fated engagements on previous reality shows. But “FBoy Island” is wise in its own way, and one of its insights is that being a nice guy is not everything. Many men are eliminated from the show not because the women suspect them of being FBoys but because they simply dislike them.
And then there is Gerry. On “The Golden Bachelor,” he plays the consummate nice guy — a father of daughters, a grandfather to granddaughters. As he bounces from date to date, he performs the work of seeing women. He holds their hands, compliments their outfits and listens to stories about their dead husbands. He kisses them and brings them flowers. But he is not there to make friends. If “The Golden Bachelor” believes that women over 60 are deserving of love, it also believes that some are more deserving than others.
After Joan leaves, drama brews between Theresa and Kathy, 70. Theresa tells a group of women that she and Gerry had a wonderful date and a strong connection, and that he spoke of a potential future with her. This rattles Kathy, who rats Theresa out to Gerry, accusing her of gloating.
In the real world, a woman tells her friends about her exciting date with a new boyfriend. But inside the mansion, her friends are also her rivals, and her boyfriend is their boyfriend, too. When natural social laws are suspended, the producers can meddle however they like. Nice Gerry sounds chilling as he parrots a longtime “Bachelor” catchphrase: Confronted with drama in the house, he tells the camera, “I’m not here for that.”
“The Golden Bachelor” is still “The Bachelor.” Its cast of older women manages to make the most artificial of shows feel deep and real, but this also makes it hard to watch. Gerry comforts Kathy and punishes Theresa. At that evening’s rose ceremony, he makes Theresa wait and wait for a rose, shaking in a little dress, before he finally saves her from the brink of elimination. For the crime of being excited, she is reminded that Gerry has the power to make her disappear.