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Love to the death

Wednesday, Apr 26 2000

I ran across Blind Date by accident, as upon an accident, channel surfing in a New Orleans hotel room, and though I could have been out drinking Hurricanes or eating beignets or losing all my money at the big new casino instead, I watched it until the very end. As with any wreck on the highway, any public display of human frailty and fallibility, it was hard to look away; and many besides me seem to have had the same reaction -- it’s a show you can‘t mention in a crowd, even of people you respect, without someone telling you how addicted they are to it.

Its hot concept is to show what The Dating Game only promised and Love Connection only described: the date itself. This gap was crying so loudly to be filled that it also produced the kinder, gentler A Dating Story on the Learning Channel -- a show so kind and gentle that one couple said a blessing over their bowling-alley meal. (”We pray that we have a good time and get to know each other, and thank You for this opportunity.“) But unlike that program, where the pairings are suggested (as in life) by a mutual friend, and unlike The Dating Game or Love Connection, in which one party got to choose a partner, the Blind Date couple -- I want to call them contestants, and in fact they frequently are -- are matched by the producers, who are naturally less interested in making simple happy unions than in ensuring that something interesting happens. (”What are your most annoying habits?“ is one of the questions applicants are asked.) Participants have obviously been vetted for unselfconsciousness, liveliness and a modicum of physical attractiveness (I haven’t seen anyone really fat, or hairy, or old), though extreme self-involvement seems not to be an impediment to making the cut, and one finds oneself more often rooting for one party to get on out of there than hoping that things work out -- it‘s dating as a spectator sport. The dates, two per episode and therefore much compressed, are given narrative english by host Roger Lodge, a spooky Casey Kasem clone with a George Hamilton tan that makes his lips look white, and interpreted for you via snarky Pop-Up Video--style balloons that include comments from friends and exes and have been written with evident disregard for the feelings of the subjects.

If you’re going to get anything out of this show other than a heaping helping of schadenfreude, the therapeutic effects of which I do not dispute, or the occasional sensation of warming cockles when a date by some mishap goes off splendidly, or a vicarious pheromonal thrill, you have to look through the cynical narrative overlay to the human comedy below, and consider how miraculous it is that anyone ever makes a love connection at all. This is a big world, full of little worlds full of people who are like you yet not like you at all, and, if nothing else, Blind Date affords a glimpse into their alternate realities and varied mating habits. Without actually having to get close to them.

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On Crush, new from the USA Network, secret admirers reveal their deep feelings to the objects of their affection -- a staple gambit of the tabloid talk shows that reached its notorious nadir (or its peak, depending on how you look at these things) in March 1995, when, on a taping of Jenny Jones, guest Jonathan Schmitz learned that Scott Amedure had a thing for him and three days later shot Amedure dead. Not even a $25 million judgment against that series could deter the brave producers of Crush from taking up the banner, though I think it is safe to assume there’ll be no same-sex surprises on this program. It borrows its basic shape from To Tell the Truth, confronting the loved one with a panel of three, each of whom tries to convince himher that theirs is the love that‘s true. But guessing right makes no difference, gamewise (though guessing wrong provides a frisson of disappointment): The real crux of the matter is whether the guest will choose to ”stay friends“ with hisher no-longer-secret admirer or, by taking that person to a hotel in Hawaii, ”become lovers.“ The show has the potential for real horror -- having to tell someone who loves you you don’t love them back, not like that, is hard enough without the TV cameras, and having to hear it no easier. Yet the show is more touching than not -- half an hour of young people telling each other how sweet and nice and smart and funny and easy to talk to they are -- and the participants, though many are tarted up for the camera, are on the whole refreshingly regular.

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