As the director of Big Brother VIP is called María Zambrano, we were not going to be less and even if it was only because of the echo with that same name of a great philosopher, it was time to consult someone who is pure wisdom. Everyone knows that the thinker Javier Gomá is a crazy follower of the program. Apart from his treatises on Public exemplarity or of the last titled Dignity, so he has written on the pages of this section as one who confesses a mortal sin. He does not mind admitting that more than as a sociology or a thought, he is a fan of the program because he declares himself a lifelong gossip. "What I am going to tell you is very serious: this edition must be necessarily deserted," he warns minutes before it began.
His conclusion, no doubt, is influenced by the disappointment caused by the elimination of our hero: Master Joao. But his judgment was based on very strong comments. We are not going to reveal what compliment he dedicated with name and surname to each of the three finalists, but one said he was an example of vulgar and dementing vulgarity, another that had pyrepire moments but that suddenly he was terrifying and aggressive the last one that was simply a faker.
With such premises, we had to focus on the true attractions of the closing of this edition. That steamroller that has broken records and yet has been made, in theory, the harakiri in front of all Spain. The real morbid, more than on the set, was in publicity. The audience was going to burst, that's for sure: what about the ads? There was an abundant artillery of the chain itself which always gives a feeling of filling, but there were also portrayed brands of perfumes and beauty products, stores, festivals, video games or telephone companies willing to take part of that 36% audience share – “the same as a Madrid-Barça”, explained veteran Mila Ximénez to the Tererealidad scholarship holders – while other companies fled space after the controversy of an alleged abuseor sexual for settling in court two years ago.
The real morbid was there: in the demonstration of the extent to which the GH phenomenon challenges audiences to the advertising market itself after the controversy of the Carlota Prado case. The world upside down. The new moral and economic codes on the table. The bust to miss the opportunity to exhibit their products at Christmas before the most huge showcase of the television grill five days after Santa Claus goes down the chimney. Principles and brand prestige against the temptation to take a slice. Escaped by the storm in the networks, a competition unable to cope with it and the very nature of a program that challenges its own limits in each edition.
That happened in the real world. Within the shed idealized by its own actors with dreams of hollow fame in the Instagram era, the finalists showed signs of suffering from Stockholm syndrome and not wanting to leave. Mila was the first to be fired by the audience. His participation and his strength have been to use the program as a therapy to combat depression, but despite a heavy mania for wanting to inspire pity on purpose, in his attacks of anger a certain truth was glimpsed. Especially when I let go: "I'm going to spend the money on psychologists and surgery because I have aged here for five years!"
Quite the opposite of Adara's perpetual and calculated paripé, that pretty face that lost 10 kilos when it appeared on the screen without a mass of potingues with makeup on the face. Alba, on the other hand, has been nothing wrapped in Lana Turner's ringlets. One appeared dressed as a blackberry queen and another as an old Hollywood star. The two have competed well at ease in the liters of mascara dissolved in tear that they released in each situation. What a pain to see people crying again and again!
With the last issue in charge of a loaded and recharged sobery to fill four hours of memeces, another of the attractions fell on the reappearance of Jorge Javier after airing depressions and lowers publicly. He soon mastered the cotarro and laughed at himself. In his first conversation with Alba, he released: “I have been placed two sterns, but you have had a fucking mother time. ” Brio, self irony and an amazing job to show who is the king of the set: "Luckily I go to therapy every week."
She still wants to get her bent – his expression – with that Big Brother that's life. It might have seemed at first, 17 years ago. Today, its contestants are professionals of a hysterical emptiness, blandengue and calculated to succeed in the product. A specific fauna Not life, Jorge Javier. That's another thing. Fauna very well chosen, yes: as much as to destroy own and other people's forecasts in the era of pay-TV, when the vaunted decline of open television does not arrive, nor is it expected in the face of the rise of the platforms.
For the rest, there was also some tension when it came to fear if the wind and rain of Elsa It would ruin the Christmas story set they had mounted on the door. For the interior, they chose something more in line with the world premiere of Star wars: a dizzy aesthetic of screens that emulated the launch of the ships at the speed of light, music of angels and contestants who, as you all know, seem taken from a tavern on the planet Tatooine.
Until almost two o'clock in the morning the winner was not known. A schedule for sleepless, retired and idle: Adara triumphed. He released his unbearable hysteria in the form of chained shouts: Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! If he won, it was because he knew how to put hot, hot scenes and kept out of the most conflicting irradiations, contributing his romance with Gianmarco at the expense of the disgust he gave Hugo, the father of his son. He has finally chosen this Valentino with a tango air that Jorge Javier loves, according to him, "because he has all the teeth." The Bolognese tasted everything until he smelled victory meat among Adara's lipstick.
There it was played and also won. Both also enjoy the approval of Master Joao, when in relation to Hugo he said: "You have been wrong as a father but not as a son." His mother, on the other hand, does not see it clearly: he believes that the real world has nothing to do with that concentration camp built on forced fictional power. The moment was bitter for those who may be the last star of reality TV. But that's what mothers are a little for, right? To lower the sufflé. That is life.