Hurray, finally trash communism! Strangely, there was plenty of fuss about the fact that in "Prince Charming" for the first time in the German universe of "bachelor" -like TV productions, gay men (probably really) are looking for love.
Much more interesting about this RTL format are the imploded power relations: Nicolas - who is not called "Bachelor", but "the Prince" as if gays are somehow unreal, glittering fairytale creatures - does not have, as usual in such broadcasts, alone on the Kopulationsmittel.
The traditionally emotionally exploited worshipers class could, if the prince does not go out of her way, organize her own erotic tingling angel at her villa. This is the really interesting point about "Prince Charming," and the fact that everyone involved happens to be homosexual is just the basic organizational condition.
It is therefore a pity that this overcoming of all trash class differences runs exclusively on the streaming platform TV now, where only premium customers are accessible.
They could then look at how Prince Nicolas (actually medical product consultant in the field) emerges from the sea, the seal of approval "really crisp and cool" imprinted on his own butt and finally in a white carriage, a bit poor-noble with only one horse covered, to the villa drives in which his 20 prospective customers wait. This is a much more time and nervensparendere variant than the endless limousine Defilée at his Schwippschwager, the Bachelor.
Candidacy is promising
The Candidacy is promising: There is a pichelfreudigen podcast, whose mission is called "tail & honest", which could have devised also no German comedy writer thought out, an overzealous, who missed in preparation for the Prince equal to three Mikrodermabrasionen (ie the His face was almost sandblasted, with only tiny crystals), a cliché stripper, of course with a tear-off police uniform, and a cute Ulkbert, who presented Nicolas with a spice mixture called "Pfälzer Dubbes" as a present. That it will rattle properly between them, already promises the preview, which culminates in the epithet "Call the cunt me just bitch".
A bit exaggerates the first episode then with the monogamy oaths of the candidates. "With the gay ones," says flight attendant Kiril, this is not so common, but with "Prince Charming" someone is constantly asserting that he is looking for something solid, exclusive, top-bourgeois. Sure, because otherwise the Prince premise would really implode immediately: "There is no Prince, Verarsche!" Calls Germanistikstudent Aaron, as everyone is still waiting for the carriage, "that's 'Love Island' for Gays!".
There are no roses but ties in the ceremony
But no, of course, all Nicolas find most of all and are very happy, if they belong in the end to the Chosen, whom he does not give a rose at the obligatory Aussortier ceremony, but a black tie around his neck - which would be amusing if the returnees would not drop their ties after that, but would carry through to the end of the season, so that her neck would always be wolfgangpetrymäßiger with each newly obtained binder.
The fact that it would not be easy for Nicolas to keep his potential Prince Men at the, oh come, pole, that shows in the final sacking: Daniel and Dominik are arm in arm and wait, who dusted the last tie, the others look spellbound to. "Uh, are they just stroking each other?", One of the observers then asks, and in fact the perhaps-like-bulls use the tension situations for a bit of tweaking in the hip-butt area. Maybe this dating show will be truly and truly exciting.
"Prince Charming" can be seen on TV now. New episodes are always available on Wednesdays for premium customers.