A NYC reality check for the new "Party of Five" spin-off, "Time of Your Life"

By Brian M. Raftery
December 03, 1999 at 05:00 AM EST

Don’t let that Fox pedigree fool you: Jennifer Love Hewitt’s Time of Your Life is not reality TV. The Manhattan-set drama contains enough urban myths to irk even the most out-of-touch Gothamite. Herewith, we correct a few of Life‘s lessons.

‘TIME OF YOUR LIFE’ NEW YORK
Hewitt befriends a homeless man and invites him home for Thanksgiving turkey.
REAL-LIFE NEW YORK
Hewitt berates a homeless man for constantly flipping her the bird.

‘TIME OF YOUR LIFE’ NEW YORK
Hewitt’s apartment at 537 East 10th Street looks out onto a relatively noise-free block.
REAL-LIFE NEW YORK
Aforementioned address looks out onto, well, it’s in the middle of the East River.

‘TIME OF YOUR LIFE’ NEW YORK
English-speaking cabbie compassionately listens to Hewitt’s exposition-heavy soliloquy while patiently awaiting his fare.
REAL-LIFE NEW YORK
Non-English-speaking cabbie fails to understand Hewitt’s soliloquy and drops her near a deserted warehouse in the meatpacking district.

‘TIME OF YOUR LIFE’ NEW YORK
Struggling actress is shocked to discover her colleague slept with the director to get a role.
REAL-LIFE NEW YORK
Struggling actress is shocked to discover her colleague slept with only the director to get a role.

‘TIME OF YOUR LIFE’ NEW YORK
After throwing up on a surly New York cop, Hewitt is let off easy when a wealthy benefactor takes care of her legal fees.
REAL-LIFE NEW YORK
After throwing up on said cop, Hewitt is fined $20,000 for violating Mayor Rudy Giuliani’s ”Zero Tolerance for Public Vomit” quality-of-life initiative.

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