Yes, the Real Housewives are just as ageless as the Elder Gods, although I think Lovecraft meant to suggest the Dread Cthulhu was literally immortal and not that he had had work done. (I think he has had work done: his betentacled head is suspiciously unwrinkled.) <\/p>\n
Also, in fairness to Cthulhu, he works for a living, attempting to re-establish his dominion over Earth, and most of the Real Housewives … do not. They already have dominion over Earth. In the first episode, Panthea (one of the Housewives, not one of the Elder Gods) retreats to bed after breakfast, saying to her husband, \u201cI don\u2019t know how you people work. I\u2019m just shattered the whole time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Monty True Madness, on the other hand, is a fancy little gentleman, and he is working it. He wears a little shirt and sometimes a turtleneck, like a man. It\u2019s possible he was once a man. But nowadays he spends his life being carried around by a make-up mogul named Amanda, who has an office filled with framed photos of herself and once inspired the strange newspaper headline \u201cWho is the longest legs in Belgravia?\u201d <\/p>\n
Spoiler alert: Amanda also has a torso, arms and a head (though if a pair of huge, disembodied legs were bestriding Belgravia that would indeed be an important news story).<\/p>\n
Oh, the things Monty True Madness has seen. He has seen one woman wear a glittering gold dress with an Elizabethan ruff for no good reason and another wear a huge bow on her shoulder as though she were an elegant present for a hungry giant.<\/p>\n
He has seen Amanda ordering around the migrant workers she has hired to serve canapes and clean toilets at a special party she\u2019s hosting to celebrate International Women\u2019s Day<\/a> (Amanda\u2019s International Women\u2019s Day party conjures up images of Marie Antoinette\u2019s International Women\u2019s Day party or Imelda Marcos\u2019s International Women\u2019s Day party). <\/p>\n [\u00a0Let\u2019s face it, Dave Fanning asks Noel Gallagher, your third album wasn\u2019t very good, was it?Opens in new window<\/a>\u00a0]<\/p>\n He has seen Andrew Ridgeley<\/a>, of the exclamatory pop combo Wham!, for Amanda once dated him (though whatever terrible pop secrets Ridgeley shared with him go unspoken).<\/p>\n He has seen grown adult humans with animal names like Tiggy and Cookie and animals with human names like Portia.<\/p>\n Indeed, one of the Housewives is called Nessie. Nessie runs a cake business and, from what I can gather from Google, formerly lived in a lake in Scotland. If her house is anything to go by, there\u2019s a lot of money in cakes. Though Nessie\u2019s husband, Remy, works in the mining business, so he probably helps out too. <\/p>\n In many ways this is a kitchen-sink drama, and we frequently meet the various housekeepers and maids who slave before that sink. (Someone should make a documentary about them.) I expect Remy to stumble in any day soon and say, \u201cThere\u2019s trouble down diamond mine.\u201d<\/p>\n Speaking of trouble down mine, Karen, whose husband formerly owned West Bromwich (I\u2019m unsure if she means the soccer team or the place), boasts of her own fancy address with the words, \u201cMargaret Thatcher lived down the road from me, may her soul rest in peace,\u201d and not the \u201cHell\u2019s too good for her\u201d mantra that\u2019s more familiar on this side of the water.<\/p>\n Watching Real Housewives is basically like visiting a rich-person zoo where we can ooh and aah and point at all their crimes against taste and good sense without being quite sure how self-aware they might be<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n Anyway, I\u2019ve been thinking about our cultural tolerance for disgusting levels of wasteful wealth in the face of inequality, poverty and capitalistic exploitation and how we\u2019re seemingly done with concepts like selling out or being remotely ethical about how we make our livings. Shame is a pretty necessary concept. It\u2019s seeming absence from shows like this suggests we\u2019re on the tail end of something \u2013 reality television or social democracy or maybe just civilisation.<\/p>\n It\u2019s possible we\u2019ve now gone too far with our enlightened attempts to abolish shame. It\u2019s possible that the idle, parasitic rich should feel shame every day of their lives and shouldn\u2019t be elevated into celebrity as a means to offset their ennui and should, in fact, be mocked and jeered for having far too many shoes.<\/p>\n I know. I\u2019m no fun. Look, I too find myself strangely drawn to the Real Housewives franchise. It\u2019s basically like visiting a rich-person zoo where we can ooh and aah and point at all their crimes against taste and good sense without being quite sure how self-aware they might be.<\/p>\n I watch it for all the same reasons you do. I just also watch it so that I can get a sense of the floorplan and work out the codes to all their safe rooms. And not to give the game away, but I have a sanity-troubled dog on the inside who said he\u2019d help me out when the time comes.<\/p>\n Over on Disney+, the antipodean hunk Chris Hemsworth<\/a> is engaging on a journey of self-discovery in the documentary series Limitless: Live Better Now<\/b>. He\u2019s doing so with the guidance of a neuroscientific nerd who reels off loads of information about the brain and how to keep it sharp.<\/p>\n Hemsworth, who plays an elder god (Thor) in the Marvel franchise, must undertake a series of challenges to stretch his celestial mind grapes. His first challenge is to resist bullying the nerd, which must be difficult for him as a luscious lunk. There is an alternative programme to be made that\u2019s just called Nerds! and that involves him circumnavigating the world to put nerds in their place.<\/p>\n\n
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Limitless: Live Better Now: Chris Hemsworth learns to play drums to join Ed Sheeran on stage in Bucharest <\/p>\n