Love Island equals everything wrong with modern dating
Love Island. Love it or hate it, no doubt you’ll have found it has entered your conversations at least once or twice since the series began just over 2 weeks ago. Having never watched the programme before I decided this season to give it a go and see what all the fuss was about. The hype was hard to miss, and being a big fan of most other ‘trash TV’ programmes, along with an element of FOMO; I wanted to know what I was missing. Three episodes in, and I was well and truly hooked, and haven’t missed an episode since.
What I love about Love Island, is that it is soooo bad that it is good – proper car crash TV. I don’t want to like it, but I find myself wondering how things are going to pan out, shouting in frustration at my TV, and letting out a little woop of joy every time Alex edges just a slither closer to a potential piece of action.
However, Love Island for me represents everything that is wrong with modern dating; and is one reason why I am so glad I am not currently in my 20’s or find myself single and ready to mingle. Here’s why:
- It’s so superficial. The men with fake teeth and orange skin are deemed to be more attractive on first glance than the tall dark stranger.
- Beauty over brains – Hayley was deemed to be a catch, purely because of her model good looks. It amazes me how someone can get to the grand age of 21 without having even a basic understanding of what the term Brexit means – but then I guess when you think Spain is part of the United Kingdom your knowledge of border control is likely to be somewhat limited.
- The nice guy always seems to finish last. The polite well mannered doctor, who appears to genuinely want to find love and settle down, is the one left single when the girls all make their choice. There is however a small chance that he is deceiving us all … yet to be determined.
- The nation fully get behind the ‘nice guy’; routing for him whenever anyone new comes in, downloading the app purely to save him from eviction (please say that wasn’t just me) and feeling all warm inside when he gets invited on a date. Yet Samira, who hasn’t had so much as a sniff of male attention since her arrival and has remained quite loyal to Alex when she could’ve picked Adam? Meh… not so fussed. What ever happened to girls supporting girls?
- The girls are all so insecure. It appears to only take another female pulse for the boy’s heads to be turned, and the mere thought of competition to make the girls quake in their boots.
- Surface only. For the majority of the contestants, their ‘type’ can be determined merely by their suitors’ hair and eye colour, without so much of an ounce of consideration for personality or sense of humour.
- Each time the boys heads are turned (pretty much twenty times a day), the girls in the house immediately start asking what is wrong with them or what they did wrong, rather than accepting the reality – that Adam is just a dick.
- You can be a nice guy with a huge amount of potential, but choose to date an idiot and your opportunities (and friendships!) fly out of the window. (Sorry Charles)
- Niall may not have found his rainbow fish, but I think it’s fair to say he called it when he said you can never trust a guy with 13 abs!!!
Are you watching Love Island? Love it or loathe it??
