Hello my fancy Lupines, and thank you for joining me once again for another installment of OCD TV. Before I begin this weeks column, a few of you were kind enough to leave comments last week asking questions, and so I should like to be kind enough to answer. I also buy muffins for homeless men and rescue small children from drowning if I’m not too full of cookies. So here are you answers, in order;

1. thanks, I thought so too, and yes I do

2. it rhymes with Zrach Blaff

3. I am, and I do

And now, this weeks edition of OCD TV.

I suppose it was only a matter of time before the boys of famous people were given a reality tv show just like their girls of famous people counterparts. For whatever reason, the boys are not as famous as the girls in Hollywood gossip (perhaps because they don’t dress quite as slutty), often seeming to hit the spotlight only if they are dating one the girls for the usual five minute Hollywood relationship. After watching Sons of Hollywood on A&E, I have decided that it’s actually because they are really huge douchebags who don’t do anything more interesting than call each other names like “mama’s boy” and live as manchildren off their parents fortunes while the rest of the world tries to make a decent living. I’m a little grumpy today.

More on the “Sons of Hollywood” after the jump.

The show focuses on three guys, Sean Stewart (son of Rod Stewart), David Weintraub (who actually works for a living) and Randy Spelling (Aaron’s son and of course Tori’s brother). At this point the series seems to focus on what a complete an utter waste of space Sean Stewart is. He is a recovering drug addict (no surprise there) who needs some anger management classes and some general lessons on how to be nice to his friends who put up with all his crap. Apparently he is an aspiring musician (another no surprise) and model (that one was a surprise), and considering that his singing is as bad as his facial hair, you won’t be seeing his album on the charts any time soon. He is credited in co-writing and singing the theme song of the show, which is possibly one of the worst theme songs I have ever heard. It sounds like it was written by a frat boy trying to be philosophical, and failing. I did however see that you can get it as a free ring tone so now my phone sings to me about the life of “The In Crowd” on a daily basis and I feel warm and fuzzy inside.

I don’t watch Entourage (I seem to be one of the few people in L.A. who doesn’t) but from what I have seen, this show seems to try and emulate the real life version of that show. David Weintraub is the agent and manager of Sean and likes to look super cool in his thousand dollar suits and sunglasses indoors. OK, they are really nice, the suits not the sunglasses, sunglasses indoors is just dumb. This guy might be the definition of metrosexual, he even blow dries his hair when he thinks everyone is busy. However I will give the guy points for always looking put together and polished. I like a guy who can see himself in his own hair sheen. Then you have Randy Spelling who actually seems like an alright kid, if he didn’t come from such a famous family he would probably be the friend that your parents trusted to drive when you both turned 16. Although like so many well off white kids, he seems to have an inexplicable need to freestyle rap, and I can honestly say that I have never heard anyone else attempt to rhyme the words Agent Orange and bears. Kudos for trying though.

I’m almost at a loss of what else to say about this show, it really is just cameras on guys behaving like kids when no adults are watching. I have seen people acting like idiots on golf carts more times than I care to mention, would it kill the writers to come up something a little more original for these jagoffs to do? We saw Paris and Nicole do it on The Simple Life, we saw the models on The Janice Dickenson Modeling Agency zooming around like maniacs, and I even saw an episode of Hogan Knows Best last season where Hulk and Linda sped around Miami in a golf cart that looked like the wheels were going to burst under the weight of them, so come on writers, let’s give these guys something else to look stupid doing, they do most of the work for you.

I guess this show just really irritated me, but at the center of the irritation was Sean Stewart. It makes me kind of sad because I actually really like his father and seeing this kid behave the way he does makes me question old Rod. I mean, what do these parents think when they see this show? Or perhaps that’s the heart of the problem, these kids don’t have families like most of us understand family. I know, I know, it’s the old “I’m rich and still unhappy waaaaaah waaaaah waaaaaah” but these kids definitely do not make their parents look good. Although when I think about it, I’m really back to talking about Sean Stewart, he is just a mess. I mean, I honestly never expected to see a mangina again, not since The Silence of the Lambs confused the hell out of me in the movie theatres anyway. But within a few minutes of the second episode, Sean treated me to one, and then thankfully covered himself up, in a dress. He also has with him at all times a friend/mentor and a spiritual advisor and I really wish that one of them would advise and/or mentor him that grunge went out ten years ago and Kurt Cobain he is not. He had talent.

As I’m sure you’ve gathered by now, I was not impressed by this show. Check it out if you like, but I warn you, it’s not pretty, especially when Sean Stewart gets naked, which is most of the time. Sick.