It’s genius, really.
After that idiot Jase managed to win Veto power last week on Big Brother 5 (sealing Scott’s fate, so it wasn’t ALL bad), and Nakomis scarfed up Head of Household, I had it all figured out: nominate Jase and one of your faction-mates, and the four people in the Veto contest simply ensure that neither Jase or his champion win the Veto. Certainly they can’t handle a four-on-two dogpile, right? But would they think of this? In the past, Big Brother contestants haven’t exactly been known for being mental giants.
She did me one better. Even I didn’t realize at the time that the Anti-Horsemen have enough bodies in the game now (especially with the addition of Natalie’s delightful body playing alongside her sister, and yes, that [CLANK] sound you heard when Natalie walked through the door was the sound of Jase physically shitting a brick) that they could COMPLETELY frontload the nomination block, thereby guaranteeing a Veto win, which would then be used to free up a spot to throw Jase onto, with no opportunity to defend himself. Freakin’ BRILLIANT.
This last week of shows, from the point of Scott’s ejection up to the present, has been about as satisfying as it gets for reality TV fans: Finally the asshole gets his, and he gets it through the thoughtful and clever strategizing of his opponents who he has wronged in the past, not some lucky vote. Jase even made it that much more enjoyable for us in that it actually took him several days to piece the puzzle together, and the Oh Shit moment when he finally figured out he’d been screwed was utterly priceless.
And now he’s out for revenge, he’s gonna try and break things up between Drew and Diane. Well, frankly, I’m not sure that would break my heart, either. So if he can make himself useful on his way out the door, all the better.
I picked up on The Amazing Race this season, and it’s been reasonably good, but that “screw you” moment hasn’t come yet, mainly because the soccer twit^Hns and Mirna & Schmirna are still in the game. (I was, however, delighted to see Alison’s attempt to extend her fifteen minutes derailed quickly and quietly.) I’m enjoying it, but host Phil Keoghan’s effort to be the Clint Eastwood of reality TV is starting to grate on me a little bit.