Topic: The A List New York

Normally, I can devote half an eye and a quarter of a brain cell to watching any reality show. It’s a gift. But with the amount of characters the A-List graces us with each week that invariably need subtitles, I’ve been forced to drop everything, glue myself to the TV, and ultimately sacrifice a small part of my soul to every episode. In exchange, I’ve acquired conversational proficiency in both Portuguese pidgin and Cockney. I’m fairly certain at this point that despite my assumptions about the A-List being a show by gays for gays, it’s really just a seven-part promotional video for INS and the entire country of Brazil. More »