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AGE OF LOVE: ALL THE RECAPS, IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER
By Laura Ainsworth
Brace yourself, masochists! Here is
the entire series, from start to finish...
EPISODE
1: Age of Love (20 vs. 40)
Imagine you're watching the first episode of one of those "dating"
reality shows.
You see a handsome, hunky blonde man in a white dinner jacket, waiting
expectantly at the bottom of a staircase for the first of a dozen
beautiful women to walk enticingly to him and introduce herself.
The first woman, stunningly attractive, descends the stairs. There's a
cut to a reaction shot of him as he suddenly realizes she is black.
She approaches him and takes his hands in hers in a
confident-yet-vulnerable way. "Hi, I'm Latisha. I'm really looking
forward to getting to know you. Oh, and, by the way, I'm black."
A true gentleman, he tries to hide his confusion. What has he gotten
himself into? "You look beautiful tonight," he says. "I've never dated
a black woman before, so it'll be a new experience for me. It's a
little out of my comfort zone. But I do think you are absolutely
lovely."
She moves to the other side of the room, as another gorgeous woman
starts down the stairs. Again, we see his reaction as he realizes that
she, too, is black. What is going on here?
She gives him a friendly hug. "Hi, I'm Pam. I think we could have a lot
of fun getting to know each other. There is one thing...in case you
didn't notice, I'm black."
At this point, the guy's mind is racing; he can only say, "You look
beautiful tonight." They chat for a few moments, and then it's time for
the third black woman to walk down the stairs.
By the time he's met and talked with all 12 beautiful black women, and
after they've all broken the news to him that - yes - they're black,
he's completely open to the idea of dating someone black. He says he
has put the issue of race out of his mind.
Then, at the very end of a show filled with curves, he's thrown a new
one. A tableau is revealed, featuring the other 12 women from whom he is to
choose his Special One over the coming weeks. These women are all
classic blonde beauties, and they are presented as the ones to watch,
the real competition. The
announcer says, "Things just got a lot more complicated...the women
just got a whole lot WHITER.
Will he pick a white woman, or a black one?" (He even refers to this
show as "the ultimate social experiment.")
Doesn't this sound outrageous? Of course it does. YOU WOULD NEVER SEE THIS!
A show like this would never be broadcast! Why? Because it's racist and
horrible. Yes, there is still some racial prejudice -- and will be as
long as there are idiots -- but racism is no longer a
culturally-acceptable bias.
Ageism is.
Case in point: the actual dating show that debuted on NBC Monday, June
18, called "Age Of Love (20 vs. 40)." It proceeds exactly as I've
described above, except the women in the first group are all 40-plus.
(The guy is 30.) I merely substituted "black" for "older" and "white"
for "young."
In the real show, each woman has to tell the man her age. He registers
confusion and a touch of disappointment at first, but ultimately is
open to the experience. The women are so warm and appealing, and, most
importantly, they look no
more than 30. But then, at the end of the show, he catches a glimpse of
the twentysomething hotties he'll be meeting next week. Wowwweeeee!
They're YOUNG!
I had a much stronger emotional response watching this show than I had
anticipated. After the first few minutes, I was trying not to cry. Any
hope I'd had that the issue of age would be incidental to the
proceedings was dashed. It seemed to me that each woman was
participating not just as herself as an individual but on behalf of her
particular "number." If the 48-year-old wins, she wins for all
48-year-olds. Because, obviously, 48-year-olds have something to prove.
Although we don't get to meet the twentysomethings till next Monday
night, the first episode had a few clips of them and some choice
quotes: "The 20s vs. the 40s? You've got to be...joking." "I'm young
and definitely hot. Deal with it." "Men naturally want to date younger
women." "Hopefully, when I'm 40, I won't still be dating. Desperate for
a man...it's pathetic, really."
Now, I don't know how much of this dreck has been staged. The
producers, if they're targeting a market of over-30 women, may have
deliberately weighted the show with wonderful, worldly-wise 40-year-old
babes and shallow, nasty 20-year-old babes. These are cliches, of
course. If there's a correlation between youth and shallowness, then
I'd say that anyone connected in any way with the creation or airing of
this show couldn't be over 11.
I hope it tanks.
Ironically, by the end of the first episode, the participant who seems
to be thinking the least about age is the central male character. That
might have led some women to think, "Hey, this is great! This is
demonstrating that older women can compete with younger women, and that
age is irrelevant."
But that's not what it's demonstrating at all. Just the fact that this
show even exists demonstrates that age is EVERYTHING.
I'll be forcing myself to watch further installments of this drivel
every Monday night, tissues and barf bag in hand, just so I can write
commentary on it. (See the things I do for you?) I hope you'll stay
tuned, not necessarily for the show, but for my comments!
EPISODE
2:
Episode One of "Age Of Love (20s vs. 40s)" had me seething, but I
promised to dance to the masochism tango and watch the entire run of
this travesty, just so you wouldn't have to.
You probably recall that at the end of Episode One, 30-year-old Mark
had met all the beautiful 40-something contestants, only to learn that
he'd also be choosing from a group of foxy 20-somethings. The announcer
ended the show with a warning to hold onto your hats -- the women just
got a whole lot younger!
Episode Two starts predictably: Mark meets the hot, vivacious younger
women, one by one, and each chats briefly and tells him her age. But
this time, the presentation is very different. The 40-somethings had
been dressed in classy evening wear (introductions took place after
dark, by a swimming pool), while the 20-somethings are flashing their
tans in the bright afternoon sun by that same pool and
wearing...bikinis! These are rowdy girls; they're loud and proud.
Message: These are the fun
babes!
Later, the camera follows the younger girls to their rooms (on the 20th
floor, natch), where they jabber incredibly ageist comments about
menopause and hot flashes. "Mark is gonna want to be with a younger
woman," says one. "My mom is
40," says another. My hunch is that comments such as these (if they are
not concocted by the producers and put into the girls' mouths) come
from fear; it's probable that these women are already terrified of
looking one day older, so they attack the older women like a herd of
wild animals attacking the sick one.
The 20-somethings are definitely going for a particular look. Although
there's some variation, the most common body type is very skinny and
hard with huge, obviously fake breasts and fake tans. (If you're
watching the show, think Tessa.) I'd guess that the younger women have
had every bit as much plastic surgery as the older ones have. No doubt
these girls think they're sizzling hot, but I wonder if a guy like Mark
necessarily likes such hard edges - or hard implants.
Mark spends some time conversing with the 20-somethings, who mostly
talk about themselves. Afterwards, he remarks that talking with some of
them was "like pulling teeth. It felt like I wasn't getting anything in
return." He's noticed that most of them are doing "more than one thing"
and are "still finding themselves." He says he's more attracted to
women who know what they want. "When I'm with the 40s, things are a lot
more relaxed."
"To be 100 percent honest, I miss the old women." (Yes, I'm pretty sure
he said "OLD WOMEN.")
But he doesn't have to miss them for long, because he's sent on a group
date with the 40-somethings, at a roller rink. The women are dressed in
fun, flirty outfits and look great. "That statement, '40 is the new
20,' really is true," beams one 40-year-old.
The 40s have to compete in a limbo
contest to see who gets to spend some one-on-one time with
Mark. Talk about bending over backwards for a guy. (I'd
have lost this contest even in my 20s.) The winner: Jen, the oldest
contestant at 48. They have a lovely conversation, with Mark in
voiceover saying, "The whole time, I cannot believe she's 48 YEARS OLD." It freaks him out a
little that her son is 25. But she tells him she was married to a man
18 years older than she was. Coincidentally, the age difference for Jen
and Mark is also 18 years...but, of course, this is older woman-younger
man. Not the same thing at all.
After this date, he meets the 20-somethings in his hotel room to play a
dance game of some sort. Afterwards, he says, "My opinion of the 20s
changed in a positive way," but for the life of me I can't understand
what has changed his mind.
Later that night, by the pool, the 20s and 40s meet. The 40s laugh
quietly with each other. "We saw breasts...we saw size 2 waists," says
one.
The announcer explains (in case some dim bulb still doesn't get it),
"We brought you here because we wanted to see if age matters when it
comes to falling in love."
Mark gets the last word: "Age and numbers mean nothing to me." Ironic,
since it seems to mean everything to the producers of this show.
EPISODE
3:
The announcer reminds us: "These women are old enough to be their MOMS." As for Mark, "He had no idea
what he was getting into!" But "the 40-year-olds exceeded his
expectations by far!"
Hey, they're old hags. How high could those expectations have been?
It's explained that at the end of this episode, one 20 and one 40 will
be going home. (No, it can't be two 20s or two 40s, even though numbers
don't matter to Mark.) The 40s tend to be more philosophical about
losing, with one observing, "The guy who wants the 20-something girl is
not my guy." "You know, I'm 40 years old," says another. "I've had my
heart broken before. I just want to find that someone."
But the stress is already taking its toll on others. One of the 40s
says, "Whew! I might start looking my age by the end of this!" (Okay,
what does "40" look like? If she's 40, wouldn't it by definition have
to look like her?)
The 20s have quotes of their own. Whether by their own design or the
producers', their comments are the most ageist of all. Example: "What's
a synonym for 'old'? 'Decrepit.'" There are also references to (yes)
bingo and old folks' homes.
The 40s plan a date for Mark to go on with the 20s, and vice versa.
They send the 20s on a "play date" with Mark and groups of little kids,
thinking it would make them (the 20s, not the little kids) seem
immature. This tactic backfires; many of the 20s show themselves in a
good light. Then, the 20s send the 40s on a date with Mark at the
swimming pool at the senior center,
thinking it will reinforce the image of them as dried-up old prunes.
This strategy also fails; the 40s look fabulous in their bikinis,
especially next to fat, flabby centenarians. The 40s end up saying,
"Thank you, 20-somethings!!"
One twist: Maria, 42, decides she will leave. She has sensed that there
just isn't a connection, at least on her part, so she says a
good-natured goodbye. The other 40-somethings, for the most part, also
seem to have this "que sera, sera" attitude, while most of the younger
women see this as a contest to be won at any cost. That seems to be
their approach to life; they do everything they can to reach a state of
what they regard as physical perfection, so they can be Alpha Female
and get the hunky guy. Gee, I'd always heard it was the older women who were the desperate
ones!
Mark does manage to talk Maria into staying, but she asks him to be
"more present." It's a good exchange.
Jen, the oldest at 48, is asked by Mark to stay. He looks at her with
smiling, astonished eyes and says, "YOU
REALLY DON'T LOOK YOUR AGE AT ALL." Afterwards, Jen, newly
energized, makes a comment more characteristic of the competitive
20-somethings: "The 20s better watch out. Game on!"
I can't wait for Episode Four, in which the 20s and 40s move in
together. Obviously, they've figured out how to take an awful concept
and make it ten times worse. I promise to tell you all about it so you
don't have to watch it, and I've laid in a big supply of barf bags for
the run of the show. Of course, my main problem isn't sitting through
this show - I have a high tolerance for pain -- but just the simple
fact that it exists.
(To wash all this out of your brain, here is Conan
O'Brien's parody, "The Math of Love," in which Max Weinberg
demonstrates all the enlightened sensitivity of the NBC executives who
greenlighted this thing.)
EPISODE
7:
The ever-more-irritating announcer
intones:
"Two women in their 20s and two women in their 40s remain...
"The dark side of love emerges...
"In the end, will he choose a woman in her 20s, or a woman in her 40s?"
The theme song plays. Yes, it's The
Look Of Love. For one tiny redeeming moment, a nice quote
comes up:
"We don't stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop
playing." -- George Bernard Shaw.
And, by God, these women are playing. Playing rough. Playing to win.
This episode ramps up the tension and jealousy considerably. You might
recall that last week, Jayanna was let go by Mark after Amanda's
"whisper campaign" against her. This week, 38-year-old Jayanna returns
(on video) to warn the other women about the "desperate" 25-year-old
Amanda. But her remarks are so backhanded against all the remaining
women that her words go largely unheeded.
In the words of one of the 20-somethings: "She's almost 40 - like, get
over it."
Jen, the oldest and seemingly most sensitive of the group, feels bad
for Jayanna. Her comment: "If I didn't know Mark, I would hate him for
what he did to my friend."
But since she knows him, he apparently can get away with anything,
because she definitely still wants him.
Mark chooses Maria and Amanda to go on the first date of this episode
with him. "Maria doesn't get stressed about everything," he says. "I
get a very cool vibe from her." And Amanda "is a great girl." After a
commercial for Neutrogena anti-aging products, the three of them go to
a dance club together for private salsa lessons. Amanda brightens at
the idea.
"I know that my age really gives me an advantage," says Amanda.
In a way, she's right. The producers have brought outfits for the women
to wear on the dance floor. While Amanda gets to wear a hot, stretchy
little two-piece outfit with long, sexy fringe, Maria is put into a
white, matronly ruffly dress that subtracts three inches of height and
adds 30 pounds. "A woman in her 40s can still pull off a hot little
salsa outfit," smiles Maria, and I didn't do too bad." Maria, dear,
nobody except perhaps Catherine Zeta-Jones could pull off that
dress.
Maria, taking the spirit of competition a little far, goes completely
nuts on the dance floor. "She just tries so hard - it was pathetic, I
think," says the always-sensitive Amanda in her critique. When Amanda
takes to the dance floor with Mark, she's much more relaxed and
self-assured, secure in the knowledge that her flattering outfit makes
her look slinky and fabulous. "I feel more sexual with Amanda, says
Mark. "She is just hot. Maria was, like, sweating..."
Later in the evening, while they're just sitting together talking,
Maria asks Mark to pretend this is his last date with her. What would
he want to talk about, to say to her? She's obviously trying this
approach to get him to open up, but Mark says afterwards that it was a
"buzz-kill...Maria's being Maria again. She totally killed the mood."
His next date is with Megan, by herself. Mark laughs, "She's only 21,
but I do like hanging out with her. She says the funniest things!"
(Yeah, I remember her joking to Mark last week that Jen was as old as
her mom. That was so FUNNY!)
The date is for an afternoon "high tea." But Megan doesn't care for the
idea. "I feel like my date was definitely more suitable to the 40s. I
don't know anything about tea at all." Tea is for old-maid aunts who
shop together at flea markets, I suppose. Judging from last week's
camping trip, the problem with tea is that it is not booze.
But Mark and Megan enjoy each others' company and even salsa dance a
little (no music) after nibbling on scones and tea cakes. "I'm
definitely falling for him," she remarks afterwards.
The final date: a call to Jen to say, "Your carriage awaits. Bring your
swimsuit." The carriage turns out to be a fantasy right out of
"Cinderella." Jen looks completely gorgeous as she heads out the door;
the other women look as though they could rip her apart. Jen beams,
"Right now, I feel like the most special woman in the house. I really
want Mark to choose me." Mark seems smitten with Jen, too; he even
says, "I'm saving the best for last." Jen tells him that this is the
most romantic date she's ever
been on. The implication is that, coming from a 48-year-old woman,
that's saying a lot!
Later, after changing into their swimsuits, Mark notes that "her body
is just ridiculous. She is in incredible shape." They talk easily, as
always, and get very close. Then it's time for massages, in the dark.
Jen comes back to the suite beaming, and can't wait to recount her date
to the others, who are decidedly nonplussed.
After the date, Mark, who has commented repeatedly that he's not
thinking about age, says, "Jen, without a doubt, gives the women in
their 20s a run for their money." Jen reports that "tonight, after my
date, I've fallen for him."
Naturally, the other women are petulant. The youngest, Megan, whom Mark
finds so endearing, pouts, "It SUCKS!
I've always asked that someone take me
on a friggin' carriage ride!"
Amanda is once again stuck on the realization that she's not being
treated as "special" after she's put herself out there.
Maria's talking about leaving -- again. "I have learned, at 42, that I
need to follow my instincts," she says. The other women have noticed
that she's talked repeatedly about leaving, but she never does.
Mark has a brief one-on-one with each of the four women. Megan's is
over before I even realize what they've said to each other. Jen tells
Mark, "Now I am definitely in this." Amanda admits it's hard for her to
watch him make connections with the others. For the second time, she
attempts to sabotage another woman - this time, Jen -- saying, "I got a
full report of the massages..."
Finally, Maria. "At 40, I don't know if there's tomorrow," says Maria.
(Hey, does anyone?) "I get turned off when I'm opening the door and
inviting you in, and you're slamming it shut. So, I'm eliminating
myself." Mark had wanted her to stay; they talk for an hour, after
which Mark says he's "emotionally drained."
Afterwards, Maria says, "At my age, I just kind of know what I need."
So, for Maria, it is about
age. And even if she knows perfectly well what she needs, she hasn't
learned to communicate it very well, except for some vague idea that
Mark "share himself" with her. I'm not sure what she's been trying to
pry out of him; no wonder he's frustrated. This dynamic, with the woman
constantly demanding that the man talk and share his feelings, goes on
in many households, I'm sure - many unhappy households. Mark is better
off without it.
So he moves on. He goes to the women's suite and tells them that (1)
Maria has eliminated herself, and (2) they need to pack immediately
for...Australia! That's where his family is, and he wants the remaining
three women to meet them.
How exciting! And the fact that she is the only 40-something left is
not lost on Jen. "Age is nothing but a number," she says. "I hope I can
be the one to prove it."
But Megan is so severely flight-phobic that her white knuckles burn out
the camera lens. As they all board the plane and prepare for takeoff,
she becomes increasingly pale and sick. She can't go through with it.
The flight is delayed so that Mark can escort her off the plane, out of
the airport and into a cab. They kiss, actually for the first time.
It's sweet; she manages not to throw up on him. "Why now??" he laments
later. "It shouldn't end like this. I did not want her to leave."
Indeed, my prediction had been for the competition to come down to Jen
and Megan, the oldest and the youngest in the entire contest. I think
that if Megan hadn't left on her own, that's the way it would've been.
Now Mark will be choosing either Jen or Amanda. I wouldn't be surprised
if it turned out Amanda had spiked Megan's drink with some sort of
anxiety-producing drug. As for Jen, Amanda will probably find some way
to off her during their 14-hour flight. Amanda observes, "I never
thought I'd be vying for Mark's heart with someone almost twice my
age."
The plane takes off for The Land Down Under, as our smarmy announcer
leaves us with this:
"Only two women remain: a 48-year-old woman and a 25-year-old, and it's
finally time for him to choose between young and old."
If I ever meet the author of those lines, it's going to get violent.
His arm is going to snap like a 100-year-old woman's.
EPISODE
8 - Finale:
Hooray! This is the last night I'll have to hear those horrible
lines from that obnoxious announcer. "Mark answers the question, 'Does
age really matter?' Will Mark choose a woman in her 20s...or a woman in
her 40s?"
But I rejoice too soon. This night, in the beginning minutes of the
final episode of "Age Of Love," he outdoes himself. He actually says, "EVERY WOMAN WANTS TO FIND TRUE LOVE...BUT WHEN IS IT TOO LATE?"
(I'll pause for a moment. Sorry even to have to write that. Yes, it is
a word-for-word quote.)
"Two women remain," he continues. "A 25-year-old and a 48-year-old."
During a brief recap of previous episodes, he says, "Before long, age
was all but forgotten, and hearts got broken along the way." Of course,
age hasn't been forgotten in the slightest on this show, as the
announcer asks AGAIN, "Who
will Mark choose: a woman in her 20s...or a woman in her 40s?"
They play the opening theme again, "The Look Of Love." This show is
overwhelmingly about looks, and the 40s are judged not just on their
beauty but in large part by how young they look FOR THEIR AGE. As I say in my
show, years after the Civil Rights movement, it's still all about skin,
and attractive women over 40 are just "tryin' to pass." I should
mention that it's all about looks for the 20s, too; some women from
both age categories have no doubt financed new surgical wings for their
plastic surgeons and aetheticians with all the work they've had done.
Anyway, back to the show. They're touching down in Melbourne,
Australia, to meet Mark's family. Amanda, 25, says, "This is it." Jen,
48, says, "This is it." Mark, 30, says, "This is it." (Seriously, they
all say it. These three do have something in common: an uninteresting
way of expressing themselves.)
Elaborating a bit more, both women admit they're in love with Mark. As
for Mark, he says he first felt chemistry with Amanda, right from the
start. (Cue flashback.) He's found Amanda to be "more in the moment
than the other girls." (Impressions can be wrong. Based on footage the
producers chose to include, Amanda is seriously thinking longterm and
is the biggest strategizer of the bunch.) Mark says he was also drawn
to Jen from the beginning. (Cue flashback.) "It freaked me out that
she's one of the most beautiful women here," he says. "If I'd been
asked to go on a blind date with a 48-year-old woman, I wouldn't have
gone. She's changed that for me."
By the way, that last remark strikes me as the most honest statement
and perhaps the only redeeming moment in this entire mess. It reflects
something else that I talk about in the show: that once people know
"the number," they automatically have an image in their heads. They
can't help but categorize, even if what they're thinking is completely
wrong. And that can affect a person's life! Mark has hit upon the
reason - the only reason -- I don't tell people my age. If other people
are going to play the numbers game, I simply refuse to play.
Anyway, the time has come for Jen and Amanda to be introduced to Mark's
family. "It's very important for my family to like the girl," says
Mark. Jen has brought a gift, and she seems so relaxed and comfortable
with Mark's relatives. When asked, Jen tells them her age, and after a
momentary surprise, she gets the usual comments that she's "so
beautiful." His mother offers this: "We have a saying, you can't judge
a book by its cover. I think it's the same with age."
Jen does most of the talking, while Amanda seems nervous and
intimidated. Jen helps with the salad; Amanda apparently has never made
salad and doesn't know what to do. After a nice Greek dinner, Jen says,
"Absolutely I could see myself as part of Mark's family." The family
likes both women; shy Amanda makes points with Mark's mother because
she is also shy. Another win for Amanda: somebody mentions grandchildren.
Now, it's time for Jen to go on her date with Mark; she says
she's nervous "for the first time." They take a snuggly, romantic boat
ride, during which Jen tells him -- I'm not sure why -- how many times
she's, well, you know, during an intimate encounter. Then, on to dinner
inside the glass-walled Melbourne Aquarium. Now, to me, this is just
about the most astonishing and romantic setting for dinner that could
ever be imagined - although I might have to order something other than
my favorite, seafood.
Jen says, "You're spoiling me. How can I ever go back to real life?"
Kudos to her for recognizing that this is not real life. I've always
thought that even regular dating was an artificial way to find the
right person.
The un-age-conscious Mark mentions age again, but at least with a
positive spin: "Jen has opened my eyes and my heart to the fact that
age doesn't matter in love."
Jen wants to know how he feels about her,
not just the age. (Thank you!!)
They agree that they both feel like themselves when they're together
and laugh a lot. Jen says, "You've given me hope again for love."
(oh, gag) "And I thank you for that." After dinner, they cuddle into
some pillows, talk some more, and look at fish.
After the date, Mark says, "More and more, I'm pulling for Jen."
After the commercial break, Mark and Amanda go on their date. Mark
drives Amanda into the country to a wildlife sanctuary, and this makes
her very happy! (Wow, it would make me delirious! As the owner of 16
exotic birds, including cockatiels, a budgie and three different
species of cockatoo, I've dreamed of going to Australia just to see the
wildlife. But, I digress.) Amanda may not have Mark eating out of her
hand quite yet, but she does have kangaroos and koalas doing it, which
for all I know is preferable.
Yet, judging from comments she makes afterwards, Amanda's mind seems to
be mostly on Jen's date, and how that went. Mark may think Amanda is
"in the moment," but how can he really know that? His impression seems
way off the mark to me.
They move on to dinner, at a Japanese restaurant that features huge,
explosive balls of fire as part of the décor. Mark says later,
"When I kiss Amanda, I feel something." Well, of course you do, Mark,
and it's probably one of those gigantic fireballs scorching your neck.
Amanda is honest with Mark about her strong, strong feelings for him.
And after the date, Mark seems to be having a very hard time choosing.
He keeps saying he doesn't want to hurt anyone. I know from experience
that if he likes them both but that "not hurting someone" is his
primary motive, he will pick Amanda. He knows Jen is strong and could
deal with his rejection philosophically, but Amanda would be destroyed
by it and probably go jump off a building.
What better reason could there be to pick that special someone?
Before Mark tells them his decision, Jen and Amanda have a quiet
conversation about the elimination and also about their age difference.
Jen says, "You're just getting started...I'm glad I'm 48 because I know
who I am." She's reasoned this out; Mark's choice will depend on the
kind of man he is. Does he want to be able to show someone new things,
or would he rather have someone who will show him things? At the same time, she
sounds more like one of the 20-somethings when she likens being chosen
to winning "the grand prize." Moony Amanda admits that, for her, not
being chosen "could be devastating."
After the commercial break, Mark meets Jen to tell her his decision.
Through the magic of editing, he also meets Amanda at the same time of
day in the same spot. The camera cuts back and forth:
"Jen, you blew me away when you told me your age." (Oh, please. More
about her beauty, yada yada yada.)
Then, "Amanda, from the very first, we had a connection....."
Back and forth, back and forth; then he finally tells Jen that he doesn't
think it'll work out. There's not much more to say. She smiles sadly,
kisses him lightly and walks away.
When Amanda learns she's been chosen by a man who is still a stranger
to her in many ways, she beams, "I'm the happiest woman in the world,
because I have my man. I have Mark." (Permission to hurl granted.)
Mark says afterwards, "Amanda is the first one I felt a connection
with...If you click with someone, you click. Doesn't matter about age."
Jen's not so sure. She says, "We had a very strong connection. But he
got scared. I know if I had been younger, he would've chosen me."
So, I have to wonder. Though I hate the fact that this show existed at
all, what if it had been set up differently, with the 40s mixed in with
the 20s and Mark not knowing anybody's age, not even being told that
the contest was about age?
The unsuspecting Mark probably would have figured Jen to be at least
ten years younger, and I'm with Jen in thinking he probably would've
picked her. He kept saying that "the number" didn't matter to him, and
he may not have consciously thought it did, but the only way to know
would be to see which woman he picked under these revised rules.
The announcer still could've asked, "Who will Mark pick...a woman in
her 20s, or a woman in her 40s?" But Mark, oblivious to the social
experiment he was a part of, might have chosen differently.
A
Post-Script...
I'm now fully recuperated from my
marathon reviewing of "Age of Love"
and once again ready to crawl from my hole and join the world of the
living. I have only one more thing to say about that: after the
show finished airing, the SportsByBrooks website revealed that Jen
Braff, the 48-year-old "executive
assistant" rejected for the young flibbertigibbet, has done semi-nude
modeling, including a 1999 Playboy shoot, and sold autographed
(clothed) photos of
herself at Glamourcon, the L.A. porn convention. I wonder if Mark
would have chosen diferently had he known that.
The
full story is here, along with photos that are really
pretty discrete, but if you're at work, you make the call. I
wouldn't get too worked up about this; the discovery that hot women who
volunteered for a humiliating TV dating show were really aspiring
models and actresses is about as shocking as discovering rampant Botox
use on the "Desperate Housewives" set.