You could complain that a trip across Canada
is not even close to a trip around the world—no culture shock, no
money-changing confusion, no unfamiliar signage and, for the most part, no
language barriers (we'll see what happens if the race goes to rural Quebec). It should be easy sailing for the teams on Amazing Race Canada.
But what struck me most about the show’s debut
was how the transition from US to Canada revealed the format’s cracks and
crevices. And not just in the slightly less dynamic camera work and the slightly
slower editing.
Firstly, there’s the over-the-top product
placement. Air Canada, Interac and Chevrolet commercials interrupted scenes
where Air Canada, Chevrolet and Interac were the main drivers of the action--we got a better look at their debit cards than the Blue Bear. Who
says Canadians are more reluctant to sell their souls than our American
neighbours?
Then then was the contestant selection: A
Canadian Forces sniper who lost both his legs below the knee, a dad with
Parkinson’s, twin sisters, gay cowboys, actress/model sisters, former PSA stars—each
team seems to have been chosen for a larger-than-life signature attribute, a marker that sets them
aside from an average Canadian, perhaps in the hopes of making the teams memorable in
the muddle of bland niceness that was exhibited in the debut. CTV takes Amazing Race’s approach to diversity and turns it up to 11.
If the handy labels don’t work in
differentiating the teams, then excessive coaching might. Many of the teams
seem louder and cockier than I bet they are in real life. The one thing about
the US Amazing Race is that the teams
tend to be amazingly unguarded—they bicker and sabotage like no one is watching.
Perhaps it’s the way contestants are selected, perhaps
the exotic locations are suitable disorienting, perhaps it's pure American guilelessness. The way the American contestants talk seems exactly
the way they might talk to their friends and co-workers.
The Canadians, by contrast, seemed
almost theatrical. The expressions on their faces when they were being told
about the prizes seem to have been drawn from some high school musical they once starred in. One gay cowboy clutched his pearls. The "dudes" high-fived in a staged manner. Many of the teams are
behaving as if they’re doing impressions of reality show contestants, not participating
in a reality show themselves. Oh, Canadian self-awareness. Our blessing and our curse.
Who will win?
Obviously the dating BC hippies. Not because of their paddling skills or eco-awareness. But rather: “We wear the same clothes all the time,” says hippie Darren.
The hippies seem more concerned about winning than making a good
impression. How un-Canadian of them.
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