TV Review of "The Bachelor: Paris"

I just got done watching the last episode of "The Bachelor -Paris." Hmmm...

I'm glad he didn't chose that woman from California. It had become painfully obvious that she had nothing to offer him except her neediness.

I did wonder whether there was enough of a spark with the chick from Nashville to really make it work well. They seemed so right. On paper. But a little too stiff and academic for my taste. I really didn't see his openness and vulnerability with her any more than the others. He certainly held his feelings close to the vest. Doesn't he ever get excited??

But then again, this is a freakin' reality show (read: nothing like reality).

I think it's kind of cruel... all these women get to thinking they like him because he's handsome, really nice, compliments them... and it doesn't hurt that he's a doctor! And most of what they know of him is their time alone with him. So they always feel "special."

They get swept up... they're overwhelmed by this guy in several romantic settings, far away from day to day humdrum life. So most of them get their hearts broken. It's inevitable. They're shocked, amazed, stunned... They thought they were the princess of the ball. They think they really have "feelings" for him. That's why I think it's cruel... because the nature of a woman is to bond, to warm up. Given enough time with a charming guy being nice and paying attention to them they will "fall in love." (Sounds chauvanist, perhaps. Is it not true?)

I watched the whole season. So I share the blame.