I watched my first full episode of Mob Wives a couple nights ago. I'd mentioned in a previous posting that I've been under the weather since mid last week and as I lay on the couch in a dayquil haze, I got a taste of what all the Staten Island fuss is about. Gotta say I was equally appalled and enthralled. Been watching those Real Housewives for a long time so I'm used to combative, catty attention-starved lunatics on TV. The housewives collectively are pretty freakin vanilla compared to the episode I saw of Mob Wives. Let me get right to it in case you were like me and had never seen this show. These women fist fought each other. Yes, fist fought! Sure the Real Housewives collectively yell, threaten, and get in each others faces but that seems to be breakfast type behaviour for the Mob Wives. Again, this was my first episode so maybe it's not always this high octane but let me tell you what I saw.
Remember this was in my dayquil-saturated perspective. The apparent matriarch of the show is called Renee. I assume she's the kingpin or queenpin because the other ladies seemed to fear/ respect her. Also got to mention I've never heard so much cursing that's being bleeped out. Renee, who looks like Jackie Stallone and a pitbull have a torrid affair, was having a birthday party at what could be a two story Costco. Two of the other mob wives were out on the second floor balcony of the Costco arguing about----- I don't know----- someone heard that someone was talking shit about one of them behind their back but no one would own up to what they'd said. Then clips of them saying the shit they denied saying would be edited into the show. Voice raised, fingers pointed, veins popped out of foreheads and then another mob wife came out onto the balcony and before you knew it, punches were being thrown, hair was being pulled and like ten neckless security guys struggled to pull these women apart. You bleeping bleep I'm gonna bleeping bleep you in your bleeping bleep!!! Bleep you!!!!!! The women and security were a mosh of crazy.
Renee was running across the Costco screaming about how dare those bleeping bitches bleep up her bleeping party. The women eventually got yanked apart but one of them got punched in the face by maybe a guy and even more hell broke loose. Hard to say exactly happened next because there were crazy camera angles of the various women running and screaming and threatening to bleeping kill the bleeping bitch. And through it all, the elegant and dignified Big Ang drawn above didn't get involved. No, in her lady-like manner she steered clear of the drama, sipped her cocktail, and scanned the room for an available wise guy. I love you Big Ang. You're my reality TV saviour.
Not sure if I hate or love this show but chances are I'll give it another look. As for My Ang, my Big Ang..... I'll always be watching you.
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