I loved Laguna Beach, I lovingly tolerated The Hills, and I am now freebasing episodes of The City, like it’s my job.  Although there are still only straight, rich, white people living in snotty social circles and dwelling on nonsense of daily interactions, it’s still beautifully shot, captivating drivel.

This article at NyMag.com explores the curious real-not-real experience of watching The City, and crazier implications of being ON The City.  Here’s a great snippet about a conversation with Whitney, the show’s “star”:

“It can be kind of weird,” she tells me. “I like to think people are friends with me because they like me, you know, and not because of what I can do for them…” She pauses for a moment, letting the thought linger. I find it impossible not to imagine a girl-power ballad starting to play in the background, quiet at first, then louder as the camera pans back to reveal a sparkling skyline, the whole effect turning her silence into a meditation on the mercurial nature of friendship and, ultimately, the realization that a young woman in the city has only herself to rely on.

MTV Brings ‘The Hills’ Spinoff ‘The City’ to New York — New York Magazine.

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