All of these dating shows like the "Batchelor" follow a tried and true premise. Have a group of money-grubbing whores compete for the attention of a random guy who looks like a male model. I say, put more emphasis on the random and less on the good looks.
Gather a group of women together and tell them that the winner will get to marry Carson, a billionaire race car driver who loves helping orphans and saving the rainforest. Pass around bogus pictures of an underwear model and tell them Carson will not meet them, but he will be observing their every movement.
As the season wears on, the "ladies" get a few brief, tantalizing glimpses of their object of desire. Carson leaves them presents, a gold watch here, a new ring there. At the show's finale, the lucky winner gets to meet Carson. Naturally excited, she enters into his bedroom to meet her new prince.
When she enters, she sees a big fat man laying shirtless on a bed. He offers her pork rinds and a beer. The show's production crew then reminds her of her contractual obligation to marry "Carson". She is also informed that all the presents she received are now being repossessed.
The man she saw earlier in the season was a male model paid to prance outside. Naturally, he's gay and is disgusted by women. Although strangely, he finds Carson's natural style refreshing.
The picture makes me think of Fat Bastard in Austin Powers. Anyone else have the same thought?
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