Pepito sangria, “enchiladâsses”, no time to mess around. Double occupancy: Mexico a “break the ice” Sunday evening, on the airwaves of Noovo, in a nicely vintage format with mixed houses, the return of the spa and too many “single” beds strung together in a mini-room of 100 square feet.
In short, it’s everything we love about a soapy-romantic reality show, plus single nonos who speak an indigenous language that only those under 20 can recognize.
As they say when visiting an “insane gym”: Double occupancy (OD) a “step up”, sheesh! Or some such phrase with lots of English words peppered with high-pitched screams.
This Mexican edition, co-piloted by Fred Robichaud and Alicia Moffet, wasted no time: the red carpet (but black, in fact) was rolled out to a song by Bad Bunny and the redhead Kristina, 23, nearly ran away in the in-ground pool as she paraded on a walkway slippery with humidity and crumbs from cookies baked by the mustachioed paramedic Carl, 29.
This same Kristina, a fashion representative from Montreal, repeated that she was looking for a Greek god like Mykonos in OD. Poor little owl. She may have to look for a very, very long time, alone on her island.
The new spicy flavor ofOD Mexico will certainly please Anna, 23, from Thetford Mines, who is crazy about enchiladasses and “Mexican seasonings.” For a nutrition student who sports a “jalapino” tattoo on her arm, let’s just say that a review of gastronomic vocabulary is necessary before the start of the university year.
Speaking of trade jargon, it’s not Michaël, 27, from Lévis, who is going to restore the image of Quebec real estate brokers. Here is how this housing professional described the size of the bathroom in OD’s first villa, where everyone can do their own thing in peace: “There might be one of them there who’s taking a turd and the other one’s washing and chilling out,” remarked the distinguished Michaël, who wouldn’t be in Numbers 1 from Casa, since he only talks about number two.
Still on the theme of intimate bodily needs, Mamadou, a 23-year-old Montreal bartender, wants to meet a young lady with whom he can “laugh, cry and fart.” And since “things do things well,” to paraphrase him, Mamadou ended up in the top 3 girls, the supreme honor to OD.
The smiling Aleksa, 27, an entrepreneur from Sherbrooke, also gave a presentation speech that was half in English and half in parable. “I have to address the elephant in the room, in my case, the giraffe,” recited Aleksa, in a zoological spiel that he didn’t seem to understand himself.
Generation Z to boomer translation, please? Aleksa, Jean-Michel’s lookalike in 5e Rankis 6’8″ and that was the elephant in the room, his giraffe height, that all the girls noticed, thank you.
The Serbian origins of this same Aleksa clearly shook Kristina, who forgot all notion of world geography. “Aleksa, you get lost in his eyes, you feel transported to Serbia, to the Serbian beaches of Serbia.” To be honest, Croatia, Serbia, honestly, it’s so close that we won’t argue about a country, that of the tennis player Novak Djokovic, which has no access to the Adriatic Sea.
Jimmy, 21, a roofer and model from Mandeville, had a rough night. He first admitted that he had never traveled in his life before landing in Mexico for OD.
“It was the first time I ever caught a plane,” he confided in front of a row of girls who debuzzed as quickly as they discovered a wall of Pepito sangria in their house.
The youngest of the cohort, Jimmy was keen to point out to the ladies that: “I’m 21 and I’m very proud of it.” That’s certainly reassuring.
Under the palm trees, reggaeton tunes and miniputt applause, the personalities of the singles quickly came to the surface, especially among the girls. Makeup artist Melek, 22, aka the nice annoying one, took up a lot of space, “that’s it, that’s all, it’s over”. Her main rival will be real estate broker Catherine F., 27, from Blainville, known as Catherine the catastrophe.
Model Maude, 24, the one who was “down with knowing tea”, also charmed several candidates looking for a good vibe. Knowing tea, in French, means finding out about gossip, for those who are not “fluent in OD”.
It’s crazy how two shows about the same generation depict diametrically opposed worlds. Street gablewhich started last week on Télé-Québec, the seven young roommates are perhaps less flamboyant than on OD, but they have so much more introspection and depth, lord.
Of course, kindness, tolerance and openness do not produce funny and incredible episodes like those of OD. On the other hand, Street gable shows us less superficial, more naive and sensitive twenty-somethings who discover Montreal, the Opus card system and the aisles of Costco.
In the first week of broadcasting (Monday to Thursday at 6:30 p.m.), two of the participants revealed that they were neuro-atypical. Most of the young people talked about the bullying and racism they experienced in their childhood. The atmosphere was not dampened by these revelations, quite the contrary. We felt the bond between the Gables grow stronger in their magnificent apartment in the Charlevoix metro station, in the Pointe-Saint-Charles district of Montreal.
Meanwhile, at OD, the girls ranked the guys from 1 to 9, based on first impressions. The consensus here is that Einstein is not in danger, a relatively easy theory to prove.