There were no explosions. No mullets, rippling muscles or red headbands. There was a shoot-out. But it was in the safety-conscious surrounds of a shooting range and not the life-ending danger of LA’s mean streets in the 90s or foreign jungles of the 80s so it doesn’t count.
Yes, there’s a distinct lack of action in Sylvester Stallone’s new reality TV show. And not just of the kind that this great of action man of cinema made his name. In The Family Stallone, nothing happens. Not that I can remember anyway. And I watched three episodes in a row only an hour ago.
In that regard, the show, which has just started streaming on TVNZ+, could be the most realistic reality TV show of all time. Think about your average day. Things happened, sure, but nothing happened. Not really. It’s why we don’t waste people’s time when they ask things like, “What did you get up to on the weekend?” by typically answering “not much”.
The Family Stallone is the “not much” of reality TV. Cameras follow Sly, his wife Jennifer and their three 20-something daughters Sistine, Sophia and Scarlett as they … well, they don’t really do much.
Here’s what I remember happening in those opening episodes: Sly has an obviously staged coffee with Al Pacino and Al Pacino’s wild hair, Jennifer jumps into the ocean to get a photo beside a big fish and one of the three interchangeable daughters moves out of the family Stallone’s family home to go to university in Miami while another breaks up with her long-distance boyfriend.