The Choice

The Choice is pretty confusing to watch, with contestants (usually women) coming and going at such a fast clip that it's hard to get to know them at all. Hey, she seems nice. Whoops, now she's gone. There's a frantic pace and a repetitiveness, particularly in the first round, when contestant after contestant emerges and describes herself for 30 seconds: "You should pick me, I have brains and booty!" says one, doing a little gyration. Seeing that a couple of times might be funny; watching at least 12 contestants in a row say roughly the same thing, not so much.

As is typical for a TV dating show, the banter is on an AXE commercial level: "I love to dance and sing, and I can move my body like Shakira," says one contestant, caressing her hips and derriere while the bachelors react to the crowd's shrieks with wolfish expressions. Teenagers and twentysomethings will probably love this show. Parents will mostly get a charge out of seeing celebrities slumming it, as well as half enjoy and half deplore the dirty-minded camera, which slowly pans up each female contestant, so you won't forget what The Choice is really about.