I’ll be posting the odd BB clip to illustrate a common conversation that goes on every day, as a conversation trigger. You don’t have to watch the show to join in; the issues are standalone, and I’ll put in bits of background to show where people are coming from.
Please don’t post to tell me how much you hate the show or how pointless it is or how only plebs watch it. Cheers.
So, Angel and Noirin. I introduced Noirin yesterday, calling out Sree for his behaviour. Angel is a 35-year-old Russian ex-rockstar, now boxer, who has taken on herself the role of exercise leader in the house. Angel has also been severely restricting her food in the house, including refusing any pizza on day one, and going on a four-day hunger strike more recently, and talking about how good fasting is for your body and mind.
In this clip, Angel takes on the role of beauty-ritual enforcer and self-esteem police (not in a good way), and Noirin is squarely in her sights. For those who can’t see the video, Noirin is a gorgeous, willowy, athletic-looking woman. Her abdomen currently does not look entirely concave when slouched on a bench.
Your thoughts? Do parts of this conversation resonate with your experiences?
Noirin and Angel are in the bedroom, getting dressed and ready for the day.
Noirin: You alright?
Angel [applying makeup with a brush]: Yes. Trying to look good all the time.
Noirin: Trying to be what?
Angel: Looking good, all the time. I don’t know, people give up on their looks.
Noirin: Who’s given up on their looks?
Angel: I don’t know, people just used to spend more time with mirrors, and now – even you…
Noirin: [changing into swim gear] OK, so now I have a fat arse and now I don’t look good.
Angel: Yes, you’re giving up on your looks.
Noirin: I’m not going to lie – I think my body’s better than your body.
Angel: No, you’ve got good female body, you know. I’ve got just, I don’t know what I’ve got, I’ve got just some – Angel’s body – and um. You know, you’ve got good face, you know, improve with me, you could look even better.
Noirin: If I wanna look good, I’ll look good. If I wanna dress up, I’ll dress up. If I don’t – [shrug]
Angel: You on TV!
Angel: You’re not at home.
Noirin: Yeah but I wouldn’t do it at home. I don’t dress up every single day at home. So I don’t dress up every single day here.
Angel: [applying lipstick] No, each day you could look better than the day before, especially when you’re beautiful. Multiplies the beauty. Am I talking to myself?
Noirin: No, I see where you’re coming from, but that’s what you feel like.
Angel: Because for me I enjoy being in front of the cameras, good looking, you know, and just like and enjoying life! As it is!
Noirin: whatever. [shakes head, walks away]
Cut to the backyard, later. Noirin and Lisa are on the benches. Noirin is in full makeup and earrings. Lisa is eating some crisps.
Voiceover: 2.59 pm.
Lisa, to Noirin: You’re pretty. How many people have stated you’re pretty now? Nothing wrong with your arse, tits, hair, face!
Noirin: I do need to take more care, though.
Cut to the garden, where most of the housemates are gathered.
Voiceover: 4.20 pm. Marcus is in the bedroom. The rest of the housemates are in the garden.
[housemates are idly singing “We’ve got tonight”. Angel, in a robe, bandanna, and sunglasses, approaches Noirin, who is sitting next to Lisa on a bench.]
Angel: You look very beautiful, but it looks like three months pregnancy.
[noises of disbelief and scoffing from onlookers]
Sree: Oh my god!
Angel: You need to do the exercises!
Lisa: No she don’t.
Sree: Angel, man! Ha, ha!
Lisa: She don’t look three months pregnant at all.
Angel: Oh, ok, two months.
Lisa: Angel! Why would you want to drive people to do exercises? They don’t – this is normal. This is nice. I’d rather look at her stomach than your stomach.
Angel: No, she needs to do exercises.
Angel: I like train beautiful people. Because the world has run out of beauty. Unfortunately.
Lisa: It en’t. There’s fucking loads of beautiful women.
Lisa: Size 12 women are beautiful. Size 14 women are beautiful. You’re saying ‘she looks so much pregnant’; I could say to you ‘you look like a skeleton’. Would you like that?
Angel: Yeah, […]
Lisa: That’s because you’re obsessed with your weight.
Siavash: “Standard” is a size, like, ten … not 2, 4…
Lisa: Yes. 10, 12. All beautiful.
Angel [dismissively]: Ah, ok. I’m going. [gets into the pool]
Lisa: [to Noirin] Fucking shut her up, dinnit. Just try to stop it. Fucking insulting cow. [louder, to Angel] We don’t need to train, we don’t need to do exercises, we don’t need to do anything.
Angel [from the distance]: Just starve! Survival of the…
Lisa: We don’t need to starve! We don’t need to do none of that shite.
Angel: Survival of the fittest!
Lisa: You wanna lose some weight off that tongue, Angel.
Lisa: You wanna lose some weight off that tongue.
Angel: I just say what I see. Human beings getting worse and worse. I’m not here about planet, I’m not here about human beings…
Siavash: Yeah, but none of us in this house is fat.
Lisa: None of us is fat.
Siavash: If you wanted a fat person, then you could say…
Lisa: Do you think any of us are fat in here?
Angel: Uh, no, getting fat.
Siavash: How the fuck are we “getting fat”?
Angel: No, girls were complaining to me.
Lisa: Who is complaining?
Angel: I was talking to Karly…
Lisa: Yeah but they weren’t saying rude things about you.
Karly: We said ‘we’re eating too much junk food, we need to go on a diet.’
Kris: No one needs to go on a diet, here.
Angel: It’s important!
Lisa: It’s not.
Siavash: oh, god, not this…
Lisa: Angel, life is about eating, and enjoying the good foods.
Halfwit/Freddie [who came in late]: You don’t have to convince everyone, Angel.
Angel: No, I…
[I’ll leave that one there]
[Cut to inside, Freddie/Halfwit and Angel.]
Freddie: Hi Angel.
Angel: Hi. How you doing, Freddie?
Freddie: I’m doing wonderful, thanks. How are you doing?
Angel: Thank you for standing over me, I just…. stupid things, I think.
Freddie: That’s ok. Yeah, yeah, don’t ever use the word ‘fat’ to describe an English person.
Angel: Yeah, I know.
Freddie: Ever, even if they are.
Angel: No, I see, I see, I [….] her pregnancy, I didn’t say ‘fat’.
Freddie: [laughing in disbelief] OK.
Angel: I said ‘pregnancy’ I know, I know, I didn’t say ‘fat’.
Freddie: Who did you say – what did you say, exactly?
Angel: I said ‘you look beautiful, but looks like three months pregnancy.’
Freddie: To who?
Angel: To Noirin.
Freddie: ooooof! Ooof! That’s – Angel, don’t say things like that! OK?
Angel: But she wanted to do exercise! All the time, and then she’s ‘no, no’ and the only way to kick her is to make hate her, herself. Because she hate it, she told me. But she’s still very weak to do exercise, I don’t know how to kick her to do exercise.
Freddie: Yeah. Mm.
Angel: I know, it’s not professional, I know, as a personal trainer.
Angel: But I don’t have no – I said before, ‘let’s train’, she says that she’s getting bigger, I said ‘let’s train’, because I care about people I like. And for me just, before it was glasses, now it’s a stomach, and … for me it looks painful. And people say ‘no, no, it’s ok’, it’s not ok, it’s very big. Believe me, look, it’s very big.
Freddie: Remember also, she’s been quite a serious athlete…
[It goes on, but I’ll leave it there.]