For those who don't remember this climactic anti-climax of American television history (see below):-
Ah... the Moldavian Massacre, it brings back fond memories, I'm sure. One of the most ridiculous cliffhangers ever. And the sort that would have driven Annie Wilkes into an absolute frenzy !!! And these supposed middle European principalities created in the minds of the Shapiros, never mind that a considerable quota of Americans are staggeringly naive in their geographical knowledge but when you hear of "countries" like Moldavia, it's no surprise that most could never find even real countries like Leichtenstein and Andorra on their maps. And thankfully Moldavia had no need for a camera crew to record the Royal wedding for it's numerous subjects. Not that royal weddings would matter, especially for that of the heir apparent to the throne to a beautiful American heiress, not at all.
Unfortunately, an event such as the Moldavian massacre could never be allowed to happen and be part of the business minded Apprentice; after all, these are Britain's young entrepreneurs and hopefuls, not characters in a soap opera; all scrabbling, catfighting, and bitching to win £250K from miserable sourpuss tycoon Lord Alan Sugar (for it is he!) by undertaking various tasks over a number of weeks to supposedly demonstrate their commercial abilities and prowess. The programme has an odd effect on me; in the initial weeks, unless there is someone goodlooking (how shallow I am) for the most part I don't really care a damn and just enjoy watching these buffoons shouting at each other and running around in their black, blue or grey suits trying to show the world, and the TV audience what serious professionals they are. Yes there is playing up for the camera of course, but at least we aren't being doled out a motley crew of nature's freaks such as those paraded on the likes of Big Brother.
Remember, these people are serious professionals after all. Last year, once again, I didn't care for any of them at first but as the show progressed, I must confess that you do come to like certain players and loathe others. Maybe a reflection our own character traits and who and what we identify with, or maybe just clever editing? I don't know... To cut a long story short, in the last series I warmed to bumbling inventor Tom Pellereau, a thoroughly nice fellow who didn't seem as greedy, ambitious not business dull as the rest of the other wannebes. Ultimately Tom won, and I was delighted for him. Because, well, it was most unexpected and he seems such a decent person, someone I would want as a friend. Also he was quirky, smiling, sincere, and trying his very best, despite his dyslexia and not possessing the hard-nosed trait employed by so many of the alsorans in this... ahem... "process".
|Tom Pellereau, Apprentice Winner 2011.|
This week it appeared that there might well be two of the harpies, sorry, females kicked off. Initially the Irish girl, the PM, who's name escapes me for the moment, wanted to bring back Maria, and stuck by her guns to keep her in the firing line and ultimately be given the push, and Katie, the self dubbed "blonde assassin". However, Katie kicked up a stink, and the Irish PM was forced to re-think her decision, and went for she of the grating voice, totally useless at numbers, Jenna. Maria's fate was sealed for having fallen asleep in the car early on, and not having contributed in any sort of earnest throughout the task. Yes... she was only 20 (years old, not IQwise, though I did wonder) so it is slightly sad to see the youngest entrant thus far being given the boot (though that dubious honour went previously to the infamous Stuart Baggs - 'nuff said) before being given the chance to show her true colours. On the subject of colours, you have to ask what was going through Maria's mind when packing her horrid wheelie case obligatoire for the show. Purple, purple, and more purple. With her eyes made up à la Amy Winehouse, except in purple rather than black, and continually dressed in that horrendous professional business attire of matching purple. Eeek!!! Her facial expression throughout appeared to be one that was continually one of exasperated disbelief and shock; maybe thats why she felt the need to doze in the car, to give those over-used eyebrows and lip muscles a well deserved break, and us as viewers, from that look !!
|Maria, and that look; whilst bedecked in purple.|