Numb and raw, a single thought consumed me as Thursday night’s premiere of “Sisters in Law” ended: I just wasted 45 minutes of my life that I wish never return.
The premise of the show has some potential; it documents the careers of five black female attorneys in Houston as they navigate their professional fields. A look at the lives of high-powered minority women kicking ass in a highly respected profession would be a welcome addition to television, a positive change of pace from the usual bashing. Instead, WE TV created a series following the “Sisters” as they “juggle their families, busy careers and even more demanding social calendars”. It becomes clear that the episode’s central struggle is how much food to order for a mundane fundraiser – and with that, it’s obvious the show will make no real attempt to explore the injustices of the world.
The series’ attempt at a clever title is the only real reference to the law. This may be because disclosure of confidential attorney-client information is illegal. Yet instead of discussing their legal practices or businesses, the women spend the majority of their screen time dissecting their love-hate relationships with each other. However successful these women may be in their off-camera lives, their on-screen portrayal is one of intelligence, selfishness and insincerity, completely eliminating any hope of a feminist portrayal of female professionals. in activity.
Since the premiere has virtually no idea of the legal system, the episode instead revolves around the backstabbing and accusations that seem to be the foundation of all reality TV. In fact, the series was filmed, produced and packaged exactly like an episode of “The Real Housewives”. There’s even that awkward intro when each woman smiles seductively at the camera as she shifts her weight from stylus to stylus next to an all-caps projection of her name. From the contrived elevator music added to the heavy-handed individual interview footage of the producers’ edit, pulling together segments of conversations for dramatic effect, “Sister in Law” is noticeably less entertaining and more depressing than most TV. -realities. Which says a lot.
At the episode’s climactic fundraiser, the group explodes into an emotionally assaulting debate over whether Abraham Lincoln was a Republican. One of the “sisters” shrewdly noted, “It really gets a rattle. ” Yes. Yes it is.
Enough with the catfights, people! I don’t care if Jolanda is living proof that “You can take the neighborhood girl out, but you can’t take the neighborhood girl out.” It’s time for women to stop tearing themselves apart to entertain TV and stepping on their backs to get ahead. Women going through the glass ceiling should not stab themselves with falling glass shards.
Watching “Sisters in Law” was a life-changing experience. I may have enjoyed the occasional episode of “Dance Moms” or “Keeping Up With the Kardashians,” relishing the escape from a world filled with drama I’ll never see. But the Thursday night I watched “Sisters in Law,” I made a vow never to watch reality TV again. I’ve already wasted too much time.