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PopWatch Confessional: I haven't watched this much MTV since high school

There are currently three different shows that I look forward to on three different nights on MTV. Three. And that’s not including when Catfish is on, or when the tragically though understandably cancelled Buckwild earned a DVR season pass last year.

I am currently watching—and what’s more, I’m eagerly anticipating—as many MTV shows now as I did in high school, when watercooler talk was discussing a Road Rules challenge in first-period bio or raving at lunch about the True Life episode where they go to fat camp. For me, high school was Next and Made, The Osbournes and Newlyweds, afterschool reruns of Singled Out and Undressed and Elimidate and Daria and Celebrity Deathmatch.

Well, those times are now far gone, and truth be told I’ve seen MTV’s programming lineup come and go these past few years with little piquing my interest save for the addictive Catfish. I’ve been unaware of the network for years. This could be because I’m no longer in high school, of course, but I do believe that good material can always be consumed by multiple demographics (hence why your grandma is reading Mockingjay).

That’s not to say that the programs I’m relishing on MTV now are particularly good, per se — but for whatever reason they’re working for me, and I’m digging this random new resurgence.

What was the best entertainment-themed holiday present you received this year?


It’s back: Our annual post asking which gift made you cheer or cry in complete happiness. (If you don’t believe the latter happens, you should have seen me open up a Dukes of Hazzard TV dinner tray four Christmases ago. It was like the one I had when I was a child. Instant tears.)

The best entertainment-themed present of the 2013 holidays for me was a Sons of Anarchy fleece throw blanket (pictured). Thanks, mom. I enjoy this new tradition — last year, she got me an equally badass George Jones throw. READ FULL STORY

PopWatch Confessional: The popular thing you just don't get

Another fall, another TV season… another year of people telling me that I just have to start watching New Girl.

“It’s gotten so much better since the pilot!” they’ll say. “Everyone is funny now, not just Schmidt — and it handles the will they/won’t they romance better than any other sitcom — and Zooey Deschanel’s wardrobe is adorable!

All that may be true. But every time I give New Girl another chance — and at this point, I’ve watched at least three or four episodes — I’m left totally cold by it.

Objectively, I should love this show: It’s a fast-paced, goofy comedy aimed squarely at my demographic. (I’m a 20-something female city dweller who enjoys wordplay and sleeveless A-line dresses.) It’s also one of the few comedies on TV created and run by a woman, which wins it automatic points in my book. Yet whenever I fire up an episode of New Girl, the show fails to resonate with me. I don’t laugh at its jokes; I don’t identify with its characters; I don’t swoon when Nick and Jess make goo-goo eyes at each other. It’s not that I think the series is bad, per se — I just think it’s not for me.

Which got me thinking: In the back of everyone’s mind, there must be some extremely popular, critically acclaimed TV show, movie, musical artist, etc. that they know they should like — but can’t seem to get into. EW’s staff has more examples:


'Orange Is the New Black': Why I stopped watching after three episodes

Since everyone seems to be obsessed with Orange Is the New Black, I gave the new Netflix series a try the other night. Prone to binge-watching, I sat through three episodes before I decided to stop. Probably forever.

Look, I’m glad OITNB exists — it is, afterall, a show about women, written mostly by women, which revolves around something other than the two main characters “will they or won’t they” relationship. But that doesn’t mean I have to enjoy it. Here’s why I’m not watching anymore. (Warning: Spoilers to follow.) READ FULL STORY

Did 'The Conjuring' make you scream in the theater? -- POLL

The Conjuring conjured up over $41 million at the box office this past weekend, and I imagine — based on my own experience — that meant a lot of people were screaming in their theaters.

When I saw the film last night, my fellow audience members were just as scared — and vocal — as I was. Here are the moments that got the loudest screams. (Spoilers to follow.)


PopWatch Confessional: I'm too invested in a reality show couple

My friends know if it’s late July or early August, if I’m not watching Big Brother, I’m talking about Big Brother. In seasons past, I’ve discussed game play and my picks for which houseguest can’t, under any circumstances, possibly be a real, functioning adult. But in terms of “showmances,” the casual hook-ups/BFFdom/relationship-lite, I’ve never really cared one way or another. Sure, it was silly to see some of the girls cry to the cameras when their beaus were voted out of the house, but it never really made or broke the show for me.

But this season of Big Brother is different. Not only have the headlines been bigger – racist houseguests, anyone? – but at least one showmance has gotten seemingly 100% real. And I’m, embarrassingly enough, 100% in. McCrae and Amanda got their start, as so many great television loves do, with Amanda coming to McCrae’s bed as soon as he got just a little bit of power. So naturally the assumption was the relationship would fizzle out right around the time one of them needed to throw the other under the bus and out of the house. But somehow it didn’t end there; over the past couple of weeks they’ve become inseparable. In a montage of their relationship in last night’s episode, the program even showed the two of them semi-seriously discussing their future together post-Big Brother, with Amanda hoping McCrae would move to Florida to be with her and become her “trophy wife.” (Her words.) READ FULL STORY

Ten reasons why I'm still obsessed with MTV's 'The Challenge'

So, the Emmy nominations were just announced, and most of you will probably spend the rest of the summer catching up on all the nominees you might’ve missed, like Top of the Lake or Political Animals. Me? I’ll be right here watching MTV’s The Challenge: Rivals II, the reality competition that teams up former Real World cast members with their worst enemies for some totally bananas extreme-sporting challenges.

Yes, it’s young, dumb fun. People get tipsy in swimming pools. They wrestle in sandpits. They jump off high ledges. And they cry. They always cry. But, somehow, all of this makes for the perfect summertime guilty-pleasure show, and I’ve tried to explain why below. When this season is over, maybe my brain will melt into a lake of madness. But then I’ll be able to bungee-jump to the bottom of that lake, do a puzzle underwater, and win a prize for my efforts. So maybe that’s not so bad.

1. You don’t really have to pay attention to what’s happen on screen until someone gets punched in the face
If you need to check your email or take a Mensa quiz or haul a 320-ton ship over a mountain from one Amazonian river to another, you can totally do that while you’re watching The Challenge. You won’t need to worry about losing track of the plot, because the contestants will tell you what’s happening, over and over again, right up until that moment when Boston hothead CT loses his temper and punches someone. (It’s inevitable. As we’ve told you before, this is a guy who once punched a cactus. And when he does punch someone, another contestant will be there to tell us, “CT just punched someone!”) Case in point: The first episode of Rivals II is called “Rumble in the Jungle,” a nod to the fact that it’s set in the jungle of Phuket, Thailand. But just in case you didn’t catch the reference, spacey blonde Paula can spell it out for you: “I’m in a jungle!” she says in the opening montage. “I am actually in a jungle.” Okay, so that’s not just a metaphor? Good to know.

PopWatch Confessional: I took Chris Harrison's dating site At First Sight for a test drive

I was bouncing around on ye olde Interwebs today when I noticed a tweet from Bachelor Pad enemy No. 1 Chris Bukowski informing the showmance-franchise’s beloved (and super-dreamy) host Chris Harrison that he’s joining Harrison’s new dating app At First Sight. My first thought: Why can’t the (semi-)newly single Harrison himself be the one setting up a profile?* My second thought: I gotta see this thing in action!

Keep reading as I take At First Sight for a spin — and send a gentle nudge to a few other celebs I’d like to join me in my “journey” to love online.

PopWatch Confessional: I just can't quit you, CT from 'The Challenge'


Last night, The Challenge (a.k.a. MTV’s hybrid of Survivor and Temptation Island) made its way to Thailand for Rivals II, its 24th(!) season. As is the case with any event involving ginger terror Wes, there was plenty of hate going around. But my eyes were only on Wes’s partner CT. The jacked-up Bostonian was in rare form last night, briefly reigniting what Challenger Aneesa called “a classic love story” with ex-girlfriend Diem. READ FULL STORY

PopWatch Confessional: Binge-watching 'The Walking Dead' has side-effects

If you’re a fan of binge-viewing, odds are you’ve experienced a side effect at one time or another. Once, I found myself looking at puddles and thinking about how I’d make the water drinkable after watching too many consecutive Man vs. Wild episodes on Discovery. Another time, I was jumpy on the street walking home from a friend’s house where we’d been marathoning CSI on Spike.

Over the Fourth of July weekend, I decided it was time to finally watch The Walking Dead and plowed through the first two seasons — 19 episodes — in two days. At the end of the second day, I was raiding my sister’s fridge for sodas to take to my mother’s house for dinner and felt pretty badass loading up my backpack — like I was one of the characters on The Walking Dead pillaging supplies from an abandoned house or pharmacy or staying on the move. My sister lives on a mountain, off an unpaved road, with a fence around her property to keep animals from dining on her husband’s gardens and their dogs, which I was pet-sitting, from running away. It felt like the kind of remote place that would be safe from zombies — for a while — should a zombie apocalypse ever begin. Perhaps that’s why I maybe sorta freaked out the night her retriever Duke, who rarely barks, ran out to the fence and made a lot of noise. (I have no idea what it was, because he trotted back inside before I summoned a flashlight/the courage to check.)

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