Playboy’s "Foursome", Round Two: Can You Read My Mind?

Playboy's "Foursome", Round Two: Can You Read My Mind?“One mansion, four singles, 24 hours, endless possibilities” is the logline for “Foursome,” Playboy’s reality dating series, which debuts its second season Friday night. Fleshbot’s seventh grade algebra teacher would quickly point out that the mansion and the time are red herrings, and that the hookup possibilities between the four singles are actually six (barring masturbation), not endless. But that’s OK: there’s a woman in the premiere who looks like Margot Kidder.

The staff of this website is divided over staged reality shows; their campiness and bitchery enthrall some and repel others. Me, I found Playboy’s softcore approach lacking in payoff for both the titillation and the drama. If only the Spice Channel had teamed up with Bravo…

Playboy's "Foursome", Round Two: Can You Read My Mind?Male model DeAngelo, construction worker Brandon, sullen mope Maria, and dancer of indeterminate venue Danielle get together in a rental home for a day and evening of sexifying activities like sexy winemaking and sexy photography, each of which is vaguely stimulating.

Playboy's "Foursome", Round Two: Can You Read My Mind?But tension grows as Brandon is at first judged a jerk by the group and then manages to bag his Lois Lane, leaving the smoother DeAngelo and the pouty Maria loveless and forlorn.

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  • Come a little Miroslav Klose You’re My Kind of Man

    I would watch this if it took place on a golf-course; particularly, if the two ladies were to get the Fred Smoot Treatment courtesy a three-iron.

  • B

    The hookup possibilities are 11, not 6:
    G1B1, G1B2, G1G2, G2B1, G2B2, B1B2, G1B1B2, G2B1B2, G1G2B1, G1G2B2, G1G2B1B2

  • CloudCarrier

    I know it’s incidental to the naked preening, but does she sound like Margot Kidder? That voice was like hearing a rock polisher sloshing around, uh, in more ways than one. Just thinking about it is nearly enough for me to break out my finest Gene Hackman threads and slap Ned Beatty around all night long.