
Bravo finally premiered The Shahs of Sunset last night, and I can happily report that I both love it and hate it all at once. On the one hand, it’s rather riveting in a car-wreck sort of way. On the other hand, it’s filled with mostly hideous people who proudly measure their self-worth with designer labels. Of course, that’s sort of the basis for all great Bravo shows, which means that at the end of the day, I will become hopelessly addicted to this mess, and I’m okay with that.
Shahs of Sunset (appropriately abbreviated to S.O.S.) is a perhaps one of the more unlikely reality shows to appear in the wake of Jersey Shore. That latter zeitgeisty sensation has ushered in a wave of programs that aspire to highlight certain ethnic groups, starting with Italians, leading to Russians (Russian Dolls), and now arriving at Persians. To many people in the country, it’s likely that this may be their first time really being exposed to the Persian stereotype, but for those of us in LA, we see a lot of it, and so it was with a morbid fascination that I tuned in, hoping to both rubberneck on the flashy Persian lifestyle and perhaps be enlightened too. Still waiting on that latter experience…
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