The Real World has only been off the air for about two and a half years, since season 32 ended in early 2017.
But it feels like a decade or more since the MTV show resembled the series that gave us the casts of those early seasons: in New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, London, Miami, Boston, Seattle, Hawaii, New Orleans.
I stop there since that’s when I stopped being as invested as I was in early seasons, though I certainly kept watching (increasingly, though, it was only for parts of seasons) and reporting on the show.
Today, The Real World Atlanta premiered on Facebook Watch, which is Facebook’s attempt at capturing even more of our attention with its own YouTube and/or Netflix.
And this is MTV’s attempt at monetizing a show they’d effectively cancelled because it no longer got as much interest as competitions like The Challenge (which, of course, was a spin-off of The Real World and Road Rules) and Are You The One?.
In the announcement saying it would revive the series last fall, Facebook said this:
“The show that invented modern reality television returns to its roots. This reconnection to innocence for the trailblazing series strips away the polarization and cold anonymity of social media, the din of the 24-hour news cycle, and the facades of the instafamous culture to find out what happens when seven strangers are picked to live in a house, stop being polite and start getting real.”
As I pointed out then, there’s so much irony there, considering that Facebook itself is responsible for so much of “the polarization and cold anonymity,” never mind “instafamous culture.”
They did, however, deliver on their promise to return The Real World “to its roots”—at least in the sense that there is no bullshit twist, no attempt to force drama or conflict.
But these new seven strangers do clash, and almost immediately, in some surprising ways and in some familiar, tired ways.
I reviewed the reboot for Vulture, and in my review, examine at what’s changed (the visual presentation—oof, did it make me feel old) and what hasn’t (immediate conversations about race, echoing the very first episode ever of The Real World).
As I explore in that piece, I think I really just want the show to return itself and me to my childhood when both reality TV and I had possibility instead of experience, and that’s not fair of me to ask.
It’s definitely not targeting me or those of us who grew up on the show, in the way that ABC’s game shows go directly for the heart of nostalgia, and there’s some early promise of potential value here for the teenagers or 20-somethings who may watch. We’ll see how the series unfolds.