That Dan Is One Smooth Operator
September 8, 2008 2:15 PM
Michele Greppi: There’s less than two weeks to go before the jury of (mostly) disaffected, disgorged “Big Brother 10” houseguests votes on who played the game well enough to get the $500,000 top prize.
Dan, the Catholic school teacher and coach who hid his numerous skills from his “BB10” competitors until late in the game (while crowing to viewers in diary room sessions from the get-go), is the one to beat.
His secret Renegade alliance member Memphis, who won a vintage muscle car the first week and then laid equally low, is looking like he’ll get second place.
The only other remaining houseguests, blondiful Keesha (on good terms with both Dan and Memphis) and Geezer Jerry (who has been working on the last nerves of everyone left in the house for weeks), seem to have lost their mojo.
On the other hand, Dan just keeps showing us a more and more evolved mind.
While the others stood around dumbstruck (literally as well as figuratively) as a sumo wrestler muttered in Japanese, Dan waited until the big guy stood up and then reached in and grabbed the news that there would be a luxury competition. Not only did Dan win the contest, solving a visual riddle by waiting until the extraneous clues had been removed courtesy of dumb, dumb, dumb (and premature) guesses from the other three competitors, but he’ll be taking Michelle, one of the angry jury members now in the sequester house, on a day trip to a secluded beach.
In one neat move, he’s got a good chance at mending one fence and guaranteeing himself of one vote and one energetic advocate without creating predictable problems for himself back in the “BB” house.
Of course, everything could blow up in his face. But he’s got my vote.
That’s it from me tonight, Joe. I’m here in Wilmington, N.C., where antebellum houses and tree-canopied streets—and the Yellow Pages list two businesses that offer cheerleader training—list will meet the digital TV future at noon tomorrow.
If I’m lucky, the humidity will have dropped about 80% from this afternoon, when I walked along the Cape Fear River (no sign of Robert Mitchum or Robert De Niro) until there was not one drop in me left to sweat.
It’s a good thing there’s no Showtime Too with “Big Brother After Dark” tempting me to watch Memphis and Keesha try to hide the wine and the beer and themselves from the ever-annoying Jerry.
It’s an even better thing that a sweet and intuitive waitress at Elijah’s at river’s edge kept refilling my iced tea like there was no tomorrow. And there were a couple of red-faced, deodorant-killing hours where I feared there might not be.
It’s early to bed and not too early to rise for Miz Yin, who’s feelin’ older’n Jerry tonight.
Josef Adalian: I feel older than all y’all, Miz Yin, following a five-hour schlep through the Mojave desert (back from Las Vegas) and several more hours at the MTV Video Music Awards. I used to love going to the VMAs at Radio City Music Hall in the 1990s. This year, I barely knew who any of the performers were, and when I did know, they didn’t perform long enough (such as the Ting Tings). I also don’t understand how Britney Spears won 3 Moonmen, even though I had barely heard of her song or saw her video. To quote LL Cool J, “Don’t call it a comeback.”
Anyway, apologies for my tardiness in posting my part of our dialogue. My “Brother” viewing was delayed by the fact that the show didn’t air until just before 10 p.m. in these parts. How long did that tennis game go on? And why is “Brother” always being delayed by football or tennis?
It was worth the wait, however. Not because the nominations were all that surprising. And not even for Dan’s dominance (though, as you point out, Greppi, it was impressive).
What I loved was the very clever luxury competition and the twist on the reward. The producers worked overtime to make the clues clever and not at all obvious. And while I would be fine if I never heard or saw from Jessie again, dressing the oaf in an ape suit was a stroke of genius.
Where the producers really shone, however, was in coming up with the idea of letting the luxury winner bring along someone from the jury house. Muy, muy clever. Dan did his part by picking Michelle, making Tuesday’s show a must-watch.
Dan is definitely the man to beat at this point, particularly since—spoiler alert here, people—Memphis won the power of veto. Scuttlebutt from the live feeds is that the Renegades actually plan to dump Keesha and keep Jerry. If they do that, they deserve to win nothing. Zero. Zilch. Allowing Jerry to get to the final three is, beyond an act of betrayal, a recipe for handing over $500,000 to Jerry.
Think about it: Jerry stands a good shot of winning the final HOH simply because it often comes down to trivia knowledge regarding the inner workings of the house. And while the Renegades might think they have things sewn up if they go to the final two with the Geez, they’re sadly mistaken. Jerry might be annoying, but he hasn’t pissed off anyone like Memphis and Dan have. These two young men are seriously overthinking the game—and letting Jerry work them.