Kell IQ on Bravo’s website, and I’m disappointed to report that I am “level: intern.” Okay, maybe “disappointed” is a bit much. I can’t give much credence to a test that considers “intern” a quotient. Thus, I am not crushed. But as someone who’s watched this season of Kell on Earth, I was surprised that I retained so little of the obscure knowledge I was fed. I think that can be attributed to that fact that I don’t use much of my (actual) IQ to watch Kell on Earth. (Admittedly, I like to ration those precious points.) The show is far from being Lost — I watch Kell with one eye and one ear. Barely.Even after watching the season, I can’t decide whether I have at all been enriched (even by reality TV show standards) by what I’ve seen on the show. Most Bravo shows give me a little something to digest (save anything with the word Housewives in the title), be it a competition to invest in or a peek at the type of millionaires I will not be marrying for money (thanks, Patti Stranger). And I’m on the fence as to what I have gained from Kell in 8 episodes.I just tested my
Consider the finale: Kelly’s mini-Kells (to borrow a term coined by one of you readers) Stefanie and Andrew were hard at work planning a surprise party for Kelly and posed as a betrothed couple to go cake tasting for the event (sheer brilliance, btw!). And Kelly worked hard to make a budget-conscious short film/ad about sweater-clad model-bots for DKNY. We also saw Kelly skip, Kelly get a “badass” pair of goat hair shoes not for allergy sufferers, and Kelly cry (you could say, Kell froze over… don’t bother, I’ll boo myself). Yup, that was an entire hour. And I’m not bitter; I watched with my usual amount of attention and feel neither cheated nor captivated. But is that okay?
Maybe Bravo’s usual programming has conditioned me into thinking that everything I watch on the network needs a certain level of wonderful ridiculousness or light-hearted camp. Was Kell simple brilliance or simply a bore? Are you hoping for a second season? You tell me, PopWatchers. But if all you’re going to do in the comments is cry, go outside.