April 23, 2012

Australia Season 2: Meet The Teams

Previously on The Adventures Of Some Bland Dominators, Some Midpack Teams With Control Issues, And Some Delightful Cannon Fodder: Last season. Also: FBA, who were half bland, half control issues, and all cannon fodder.

The teams for the second season of this here race around the world have been announced, and... it looks like more of the same, pretty much. Let's discuss them in more detail now, so I don't have to spend as much time discussing them when I recap the first episode, shall we?


Our first team are cousins Adam and Dane, who grew up in Tweed Heads. And, yes, if you're thinking they look at least twice as not-white as last season's entire cast, you're right. They're both Aboriginal, but that's about where the compliments for the producers end with this team. Their bio claims they're "tongue-in-cheek" about how they'll be great on the race because they never get lost, which is basically TV speak for saying the producers told them to play up the ZOMG BLACK FELLAS aspect of themselves because they may be perceived as boring otherwise and they could barely hide their revulsion. They follow it up by pointing out how hopeless they are at navigating, thus ensuring they will be the team to get lost on the way to the first episode before being eliminated and claiming the producers lied and said this was the audition for Masterchef. Dane claims to be so vain he'll struggle to last a full day without looking in a mirror, and the one consolation we can take from this is that he'll still briefly be contracted to Seven and thus will be unable to audition for the relaunched Big Brother. Not that that will stop any of the other vain nitwits who always seep through the audition process. He's also a cardiac scientist, which... the human heart isn't made of reflective glass, is it? Pass. Meanwhile, Adam is a merchant seaman, and it's like Christmas has come early. He claims to "have a huge respect for other places and their cultures", then immediately follows it up by commenting about how he loves... his own culture. Yeah, whatever, dude. I like everything I know about the culture of Kyrgyzstan, but you'll be hard-pressed to prove I know anything about Kyrgyzstan aside from asking to buy a vowel being a beheadable offence. (It's also worth noting that all the other teams are listed on Seven's website in alphabetical order, yet these two have been placed last, almost as an afterthought.)



Next up are Melbourne toyboy and sugar momma James and Sarah. He's 23 and she's 32, which is just within the socially-accepted "half your age plus seven years" rule. I hope his birthday's next, though. She's been divorced before, so clearly she knows how to pick them, especially when she calls this relationship "a bit of a car crash". Because those are always fun to watch on television, producers. (In case you can't tell, I'm being sarcastic. It's kind of a thing I do.) He works at a pub and she works in the highline world of laser hair removal, claiming she's a fan of "the odd bit of cosmetic enhancement". Which is surprising once you see her half-assed red highlights. It's like someone gave Helen Keller a paintball gun that only shoots stripes. As for race readiness? Apparently because normal shoes make her um widdle wegs huwt, she's convinced someone to make her special shoes that are a combination of runners and heels. So she's going to be fast. Their entire bio is pretty much her complaining about being too pretty for the race, so I'll spare you the rest of it (aside from saying: "I don't wear shorts." Really, lady? And you want to win THIS show?), but it closes with James also trying to use vanity as a cover for incompetence. I'm beginning to sense a running theme, and it's not one I like. Even if part of the reason is because they need a second opinion about their alleged beauty.


Third on our cavalcade of whimsy are Joseph and Grace, a brother and sister from... ew, Sydney? This does not enthuse me. They may both still live at home (they're 22 and 21 respectively), but they're apparently the sort of family where everybody has a separate bedroom for a reason, and Grace seems to think he hates it when she talks to his friends lest she say something embarrassing, so... a month of being filmed 24/7 for national television should be a walk in the park. Also, what an ass. And not in the fun, "Hey, Luke and Tom are streaking!" kind of way. He completely misuses the word "erratic" to describe her personality, and fails to display a basic knowledge of physics in the process by comparing her to not knowing which way a tennis ball will bounce. Luckily, his job as a banking analyst only requires the occasional use of algebra rather than geometry. There's yet more of the typical "they think differently, they're like NOTHING YOU'VE SEEN BEFORE" pimping of them - and you cannot possibly underestimate the level to which I care - ending with him calling her his "secretary" and her agreeing she needs to shut up and let him make the decisions. So basically they're Chris and Bambi again, except this time Lebanese instead of Greek. Because it would be too much work to find a token Mediterranean guy who isn't an overbearing douche, apparently. Way to support multicultralism, producers.


Kym and Donna are engaged Brisvegans and, despite his name, not lesbians. Which is a real shame, because remember how there was that big fuss about how there weren't any (openly) same-sex attracted contestants last year? There are none this year either. The producers have pretty much boxed themselves into a corner here - if they cast a gay team this season, it'd seem like they were pandering to a vocal minority. If they didn't, it would seem like they have an agenda against The Gays. Which is not out of the realm of possibility once you consider these producers have also done four seasons of The Amazing Race Asia and two of HaMerotz LaMillion (Israel's version) without casting a single out gay, or if they're still sponsored by Gloria Jeans. Stupid Christian fundamentalists. Perhaps it may also explain why all the minority teams also seem to be either irredeemable twats or the sort of cannonfoddery people who would struggle to last three episodes. All the better to help the hot young camera-friendly white people stay around. (Disclaimer: I am a young white guy.) And apparently there was a new team around here too, but it looks and sounds like Dave and Kelly just got a hair transplant and a wig respectively. They're one of this season's obnoxious hard luck stories, between losing one job and having to experience the floods, and to paraphrase the lovely Adam Hills CAN WE STOP CELEBRATING IDIOTS WITH LAME SOB STORIES AND NO UNDERSTANDING OF REALITY SHOWS ON REALITY SHOWS?! As a final note, she was born in New Zealand and seems to think "talking in silly accents" is entertaining. Oh, goody.



With three already-irritating couples and a dull male team, we haven't had a team of women yet, so here are Lucy and Emilia, Sydney sisters, flag enthusiasts, and teachers. And really, it's about time we had some actual teachers on The Amazing Race instead of federal agents masquerading as teachers under the misguided belief people car what you do for a living. The bio immediately opens by calling them "larger-than-life" (translation: "obnoxious and not stick figures"), but the ladies themselves also immediately make them instant favourites by claiming they only go to the gym to check out the hot guys. MY PEOPLE! Lucy, the older, tanner one (I think), calls Emilia "Wog Barbie", which you should know damn well by now is going to lead to me making jokes about Ken's shapeless bulge and ambiguous sexuality all season long. You're welcome. They're the stereotypical hand-gesturing Italians, and they seem to get along far better than basically any team we had last year. Hooray for functionality! Their mother survived cancer last year, but told them to enjoy themselves on the race, so ten points for her.


Michelle and Jo. Sydney twins. Whatever. NRL cheerleaders. Whatever. Work at an airline. Whatever. Seriously, THIS was one of the eleven most interesting teams in Australia? Bullshit, producers. I'm not even going to bother.


Paul and Steve are from Victoria, and are the first ever interracial Amazing Race team that isn't a couple. As far as we know. They claim to be workmates, even though Paul is your stereotypical Asian accountant and Steve is a bogan roadworker who will probably call Grant "Granno" or something equally inane. So presumably he might finally be the person to point out that actual road detours don't have a second option. They self-describe as "intense and arrogant", so that's going to work for them. Paul is also a bodybuilder, and it seems the producers thought having an intense, arrogant bodybuilder last season wasn't nearly enough and we were all dying to relive it. Kill me now, guys, before I jump into the "he's not all bad!" bandwagon again.


Ross and Tarryn are also from Melbourne, and he's a former AFL footballer. And with Brendan Fevola on Dancing With The Stars, Warwick Capper and Jason Akermanis on Celebrity Apprentice, and Dipper on Excess Baggage all within the last year, it looks like the producers of this show have decided to jump head first into a crowded pool. However, they've thankfully decided to avoid the usual overbearing sideshows and have instead selected a former Fitzroy vice-captain who won their Best & Fairest in 1984. Remember when Fitzroy was a thing? That people cared about? Good times. (Oh, shut up and suck it, Gold Coast.) She's been recruited as his teammate under the lesser-known father-daughter clause, and was once a state-level basketball player. The most surprising news here is that Victoria has a state basketball team. They also have the standard hook where the parent and child disagree about who knows best, and I'm bored already. Which isn't a good thing coming from, so far, my second favourite team.


Shane and Andrew are friends and Godzilla impersonators from Melbourne who, like all the other teams, seem to think their completely irrelevant job as cops makes them perfectly qualified to compete on the race. Just once, I'd like someone to claim their job doesn't help them at all. And as awesome as Melbourne is, can we get some more teams from other places next season? Between Melbourne and Sydney, this is seven teams so far. Out of... what are we up to, nine? It's fucking ridiculous. Even beyond all that, Shane earns by eternal hatred and mockery by getting all Secret-y and claiming that if they have fun, they will win "the big two fiddy". I can't decide which part detests me more. In happier news, their respective wives have apparently done my job for me and have taken to calling these two each other's "boyfriend". Hee! Why can't we have the wives instead? Surely they're more interesting than the cheerleaders, and we could get an actual gay team to fill this spot.



Our next team is, thankfully, from Launceston. Sam and "Sticky" (real name Geoff) are... well, the bio only focuses on one thing, and if you've ever read any bios for teams with obvious physical handicaps, you know exactly what it is. "Sticky" is so named (and will be soooo renamed, because I am NOT doing that for a whole season) because he was born with only half a left arm. So, what does this mean for this cricket enthusiast and (I shit you not) PROFESSIONAL JAVELIN ATHLETE? Well, basically that he wants to prove he can be just as much of a sanctimonious prick as all the able-bodied people. He also thinks "it'd be great to find love on the show". Yeah, otherwise he might not have any energy left in his hand after a few legs. (Rimshot!) Sam claims their one weakness will be that they're chronically unlucky, and... has he watched this show before? There's usually a whole bunch of tasks that are glorified chook lotteries. I don't see them lasting long, which is a shame because there are so many more obnoxious people to deal with.


Such as Sue and Teresa, who are our final team and are from Geraldton. Oh, great. You know, producers, there are other minor cities in this country. We really don't need to put up with a couple of faux-hippies who probably only applied because Kelly suggested it. Also, it's a little place called South Australia. Next year, cast someone from there. I assure you, nobody from outside Sydney will mind. They're both hairdressers, which shocks and disappoints me for so many reasons. Teresa explains that they've got a homemade "aura spray" to "get rid of any negativity", and suddenly 105! doesn't seem nearly as bad, does it? After a standard  mention of the role karma will play in no doubt eliminating them early, we are done with the final profile. And not a moment too soon. Does it seem to anybody else like there's hardly a likable contestant among the entire group? I mean, there's the sisters, and then there's a wide margin to the father-daughter team and the basically invisible James, and an even wider margin to anybody else even remotely worth putting aside twelve weeks to watch. SIGH.

April 22, 2012

Australia 1x12: Perth, Australia (via Singapore)

Placeholder while I prepare for Ryot II: Sellotape Boogaloo. I promise, THE RECAP IS COMING.

Australia 1x11: Colombo, Sri Lanka

Placeholder while I prepare for Ryot II: Sellotape Boogaloo. I promise, THE RECAP IS COMING.

Australia 1x10: Jerusalem, Israel


Previously on Shekel and Jekyll (or: Oy Default!) (or: Shalom, Bitches!) (or: ...well, multitudes of questionably-funny puns): According to Grant, nothing but Dave and Kelly's elimination out in front of a suburban McDonalds. Also: Actually, that pretty much sums it up, but they did manage to complete their recreating-the-steps-of-the-Dutch-Jewish-Holocaust-survivors thing by escaping Poland and heading to Tel Aviv, Israel. Because you know where Jewish people can feel safe and protected? The Middle East. Anyway, after another pointless long-distance trip to the Road Block and back, a lame gossipy task and an even lamer Detour, the four teams who successfully managed to finish the leg reached the Masada ruins. Since there's only these four teams and three episodes left until we have a winner, it's clear the answer to this question is almost certainly going to be "nobody, dumbarse", but still: Which of them will be eliminated... TONIGHT?

Credits. Look, I support domestic violence about as much as the next person, assuming the next person isn't a professional footballer or Matthew Newton, but still: Why can't Richard wear the boxing gloves? [BOMP, ZOOM, STRAIGHT TO THE MOON.]

Well, nothing happens in the entire episode. No, literally nothing. No interesting tasks, no new country, no elimination, not even a single change of position. I mean there really isn't a reason to bother sitting down to recap the whole episode, aside from possibly the sheer offensiveness of the "recreate Jesus's final steps with the crucifix" Detour. And I can discuss that in next week's "Previously on Aussie, Aussie, Aussie! Oy Vey! Oy Vey! Oy Vey!" section. So are we all in agreement I should just skip over this one and see you next week? Good.

February 26, 2012

Australia 1x09: Masada, Israel

Previously on Tom, Luke, Several Others, and the Keydom of the Crystal Salt: The contestants invaded Poland, like so many before them. Also: Six teams made the final leg of their train journey across Europe, arriving before the Krako' dawn. In keeping with local tradition, Wallace and Grommet had their possessions stolen in the middle of the night, but luckily they managed to find their bumbag in, like, the next cabin over. Least entertaining crisis ever. I mean, their money was missing, which conveniently stopped their domination and evened up the pack a bit, but still. LAME. The effect sort of snowballed throughout the leg, literally causing the minecart to go off the rails in the process, but it didn't really matter. The Lucys managed to shrug off their sluggish performance back in the Czech Republic, making it on the first train, finding the quote-unquote key for the quote-unquote crypt quickly at the quote-unquote Road Block, then breaking the fuck out of a flawed Detour to find themselves in first place. But it didn't matter. What did matter was that a leg containing so much was basically ruined when the final task was an Intersection that seemed designed for people to quit. In the end, only the foursome made up of those who were shallow and those who were out of their depth quit. Not surprisingly, because the other eight contestants contained seven strong men (well, six and Grommet), and because the Pit Stop castle was visible from the final task, Chris and Bambi's penalty was enough to cause their overdue boot. Five teams are left, a solid one and a half of whom aren't either irredeemably boring or irredeemably annoying. Who will lose their non-existent chance at redemption... TONIGHT?

Credits. It's a good thing the contestants are so smart this season, otherwise I might have to do this: [I CAN SEE RUSSIA FROM MY BOMP.]

Commercials. Remember when I used to frequently mock actual commercials in these bits? Yeah, me neither.

Welcome back to Poland, y'all! Rather then present us with his usual "this is a World Heritage site" introduction for Dunajec Castle, Grant instead gives us an Allan-Wu-esque "Rumour and Wikipedia tells me this place is haunted" spiel. Hooray. He continues, "[Hallmark] and [Wallace and Grommet], who were the first teams to arrive, will be the first teams to depart at 11:05am", which means it must be time for the editors to showcase their "1ST TO DEPART AT 8:45AM" and "2ND TO DEPART AT 8:46AM" graphics as the teams leave from the castle entrance. It's always a bad sign when even the editors are getting Killer Fatigue. Both teams learn that they must say shalom to Poland and shalom to their next destination: Tel Aviv, Israel. New country, eeeeee! Grant returns to tradition by adding that they'll need to travel to the Azrieli Towers, then take an elevator to the roof of the tallest one. Naturally. Because when you think of safe places to send the teams in a country that has about as much chance of being liked by its neighbours as China has of recognising Tibet and Taiwan as free and independent nations, the roof of a skyscraper tops the list.

Actually, while we're talking about free and independent nations? Congratulations, people of South Sudan! I look forward to hearing about the inevitable US invasion. (Edit: Yes, I've had part of this recap stored for MONTHS now.)

Leaving the mat, Jeff comments that Israel is "not where I thought we were going", as though there were dozens of viable options in the whole Western Asian region, while Wallace claims, "We don't know anything about that." As opposed to everything he knows about The Polish Countryside and decent hairstyles. Also: You take a left at Palestine. In a confessional, Jeff tells us, "We've agreed from the beginning, we're gonna win by collaboration, because that's the whole essence of, of our strategy." And it's such a successful strategy, too. I mean, they've won a grand total of one whole leg, after it was handed to them. Do you think that's going to happen again in the final leg, with a quarter of a million bucks on the line? Me neither. But for now, it helps them and the surfers find the airport on their map. Jeff calls the latter "really, really top racers", leaving the discussion of what else they are tops at to Luke. In their car, Jeff continues his attempt to be the only half of the team to speak in this episode, telling Luke it's "almost like we're in an Intersection". Ugh, no thanks. Two in a season was already two too many. As if to undercut the downright stupid idea of being the nicest people this side of the Vatican at this point in the race, the editors cut to Wallace pointing out that this point of the race is "straight survival", with the only goal being Don't Finish Last. I suspect as much of their sudden belief that "teaming up's pretty good" is because they still don't have a map as it is realising that this opening drive doesn't matter so much when you're going to be ending the leg on a different continent. Rather hilariously, the surfers revisit their mugging on the overnight train to Poland right as this week's Monday Lotto Results appear. Relax, you didn't win. Neither did Wallace and Grommet, it seems. They blame their lack of focus on the tasks of the previous leg on their stolen money and the related inability to pay for people to lead them all over Poland instead of the Killer Fatigue they're obviously beginning to encounter. At least they had the convenient good fortune to be robbed on a leg with no taxi rides. I mean, they could have possibly sold their hair for money if they got desperate, but... you know. The hair maketh the manwhore. After they get directions from Hallmark while stopped at the same red light, Grommet bitches, "They suck at directions." And... like, it's hard to argue that they're good at finding their way around, but at least THEY had enough money to buy a freaking map. Shut up, Grommet.

And in the next shot they're at the airport anyway! A close-up shot of the product-placed bankcards teams use to pay for flights is seen as a subtitled ticket agent tells Wallace and Grommet the quickest flight to Tel Aviv will get them there shortly after midnight. As Hallmark wait in line to overhear their plans and buy exactly the same tickets, Jeff realises the other teams may not arrive in time for everybody to take the same flight. Oh, no! However will someone make up a time difference like this when the first flight arrives at midnight?

At 10:07am, the Lucys leave the Pit Stop, one of them remarking, "Hopefully it's a little bit warmer." Well, even if the weather's cold I'm sure there'll be an explosion sooner or later to heat things up. They share a confessional about, basically, they're genuine tomboys and not afraid to do the same tasks that often seem to be designed for the men. That sort of seems to be the theme with this season's cast, to be honest -- there weren't really any girly-girl girls in the cast to begin with. Go ahead, think about it. Sam, Renae, Kelly, Bambi, Alana, Mel, Jenius, Giggle, Cackle, and Liberty are all either actual tomboys or at the very least not the sort of people to spend 45 minutes putting on their lipstick every morning like some of the allegedly "strong" female teams the American version had been churning out until very recently. On their drive to the airport, Sam holds a torn map of Europe up to the windows to get some nice literal (Fore)shadowing happening, commenting, "Shame we're not going to Ibiza." Yeah, I'm sure everyone in Ibiza is pissed they missed out on hosting the... what is cultural in Ibiza, anyway? Tax evaders and date rape? Or am I thinking of Majorca again?

11:33am. Dave and Kelly. 11:34am. Farmers. The former get to read the bit where they don't say which tower to climb, while the latter are left with the duty of telling us all the teams only get fifty bucks for this leg. On the one hand, I love that the editors are actually making a point of mentioning how much teams are receiving -- so far this season, we've been told seven out of nine times, with only the Cape Town leg's and last week's (understandably) not being mentioned. On the other hand, I hope for the surfers' sake prostitution is legal in Israel. Matt wonders whether Israel is going to be cold, continuing on to provide what is sadly going to be the smartest geographically-related comment of the episode by saying, "It's over near Pakistan, I think." Well, kind of. In the same way that Rome is over near Oslo. (And how hasn't the race had a Pit Stop in Rome yet? Seems like that'd be one of the most obvious cities in all of Europe to spend some time, and they've only passed through it at the start of a leg. Twice.) Tom responds wearily, as though he could foretell the events that would unfold in Pakistan between when the race was run and now. OH MY GOD HE'S PSYCHIC AND IS DELIBERATELY TRYING TO MAKE HIMSELF SEEM AS AMBIGUOUSLY NON-HETEROSEXUAL AS POSSIBLE IN ORDER TO TORMENT ME.

In a confessional, Kelly brags, "Dave was born to be a stirrer." He responds, "When you can't run at a hundred mile an hour [sic] and you're not the quickest bloke in the pack, you gotta try anything you can," before claiming that the other teams may have finally worked out they're not the genial Old Couple this show normally has. And it was so hard to figure out Dave wasn't nice, too. In their car, he exclaims, "Tel Aviv, Israel! Not in a million years would have I picked it for a destination [sic]." I wonder whether he'd have eventually picked it had it been there for the other 999,950 of those million years. Actually, it's the sort of location the American version doesn't do too much of any more, which makes it the perfect destination for our version to send the teams, a lot like many locations we've had this season. One of the things the producers of this have tried to do, it seems, is making every location visited Amazing on its own right, with the racers being portrayed as genuine tourists rather than as contestants out to make a quick buck for themselves. Even when you've got self-consciously cutthroat teams like Dave & Kelly and FBA, the competitiveness hasn't overshadowed the experience of seeing the world at all, which has really helped the show tremendously. By all means, race to win and whatever, but don't focus on winning to the point of ignoring the world around you as you go. Otherwise, you might as well just be on Big Brother. Matt comments on how Country Folk Still Aren't Idiots, right before the editors cut to footage of him driving on the wrong side of the road. I don't know whether to laugh or be offended on behalf of the "bush people".

Airport. The Lucys ask the flight attendant whether she knows the temperature in Tel Aviv, because that's just the sort of random information people can spout off at the top of a hat, and she tells them "it's plus 24 degrees". Whether she means it's 24 degrees hotter than it is in Krakow or whether she just means it's 24 degrees above zero isn't clear, but either way the girls celebrate about being able to "get [their] rigs out". They and the farmers are busy buying tickets while Jeff explains that their flight out of Poland was delayed, allowing both teams to join them. While the peloton wonders about Dave & Kelly, Renae tells Tom in full view of everyone, "I hope they got lost." Probably only because it means there's one less team to backstab them, but still.

They are indeed lost, and do not make the flight. Grant explains that everyone except for them is "due to arrive at 1:15am", while the Amazing Red Ribbon marks the race's first ever trip onto Belgian soil with a connection in Brussels before sprouting off back towards Tel Aviv. Because you know what's an obvious connection point between eastern Europe and the Near East? Belgium. A sharp musical sting plays as the editors cut straight to Dave and Kelly, now firmly in last place. Luckily, they apparently do not need to buy tickets and get on a later flight to Tel Aviv, arriving at 3:00am. In other words, unless this is an all-nighter leg they're going to be fine, but just won't get as much sleep as everybody else. (I also refuse to believe their flight takes TEN HOURS to fly from Krakow to Tel Aviv and does not make a connection. Especially since it's marked Austrian Airlines.)

We split-screen to Tel Aviv, where some brief blue-tinged travel porn shows that there are big cities and cars in what surely someone in production knew Seven was going to call "the Middle East" in their commercials in a derogatory manner. It wouldn't be the first time Seven's done it - remember when they combined an episode set in Tanzania and one set in the United Arab Emirates together into a two-hour "special" and only said they were in "Africa" and "the Middle East", despite naming literally every other country that season by name? Including Egypt, which is part of both, the week before? Anyway, the Travel Porn montage eventually ends on a menorah at the Tel Aviv airport, right as the grand music used for it transitions into Haba Nagila. Because JEWISH PEOPLE. I look forward to when the race visits Lebanon and we have to listen to a mashup of Barbra Streisand, Cat Stevens, and the Soweto Gospel Choir. The teams on the first flight all rush into cabs and head to the towers, where Wallace and Grommet are first to arrive. Unfortunately for them, the cab ride over has eaten up basically half of this leg's money. They grab the first elevator to the rooftop, while the farmers and Hallmark share one, and the Lucys take a third. Helpfully, the button they need to push once they get inside the elevator has been marked with a little race flag sticker, just in case they thought the rooftop was halfway up or something. The surfers are the first to the cluebox, and it's a Road Block, which Grommet takes.

Suddenly it's daylight, as Grant explains the task from an area littered with shipping containers. And considering the last time Grant was filmed at a shipping terminal was when his final season of The Mole decided to bring an eliminated player back to the game, this can only end well by comparison. For this Road Block (hint: "Who is your driving force?"), teams must hop on a train and head to Haifa, about a hundred kilometres away, then get to Israel's largest port. Once there, the team member elected to do the task must properly rig a shipping container, drive it through a slalom "obstacle course", then reverse the container into a narrow alley between two stacks of containers. It's one of the better Road Blocks we've had this season, but given the repetitiveness of the ones we've had, that's not saying much. I mean, most of the Road Blocks would be fine on their own, but when they're collected together they just become too repetitive a group to be very interesting after a while. Tom, Jeff, and Renae also take the task, further allowing Renae to get her big rigs out.

Everybody hops into cabs to the train station, Luke explaining to Jeff that he's got to use his mirrors when reversing (how... novel), and Renae commenting, "I'm feeling a bit of pressure actually, because I'm driving against four blokes." I'll grant that she knows at least three men are doing them (one from each of the all-male teams), but what indication at this point does she have that Dave will do it instead of Kelly? Especially considering he'll have filled his six-Road-Block limit by doing this task, forcing Kelly to take the remaining three, it seems more likely that she'll be doing the task as opposed to him.

Wallace and Grommet learn from a local at the train station that Haifa is "an hour and a half" away by train, then while she clumsily attempts to flirt with Wallace by virtue of his Australian-ness, Grommet proves himself to be the ultimate Bad Wingman, butting in and apparently genuinely surprised to have found an Israeli at a train station in Israel. Meanwhile, the other three teams have no issue getting on the train, and all four of them ride to Haifa without David and Kelly. Though there's enough room on the train for everyone to get their own seat, pretty much, Hallmark and Tom share a small group of four. Of course they do. Luke all but calls Dave and Kelly "malicious", and... you know you're unpopular when even LUKE thinks you're bitches. I mean, Hallmark were practically the only team who didn't even say a bad word about either FBA or Chris and Bambi. And yet Dave and Kelly are "malicious"? I get the feeling they were even worse during the race than we were shown.

Speaking of the apparent devils, their plane has finally arrived. Dave seems very sombre in a confessional as he reiterates how they're "at least an hour and a half down on everyone". Getting to the Road Block cluebox without much hassle, Kelly points out that they're "screwed" if the vehicle they'll need to drive is a manual (Americans, manual = stick shift), not realising that they'll pretty much be screwed anyway if he takes the task and they survive the leg, since they're not going to have an option for any of the remaining Road Blocks.

We split-screen to Haifa to learn that the port is closed until 6:00am. I sure am glad the first ten minutes of the episode ended up mattering, aren't you? The first four teams hunker down on the cold concrete floors of a little cagelike structure, Grommet and Tom complaining about the situation in confessionals. Meanwhile, Dave and Kelly get on their train, whining about how they're as good as eliminated already. I know, I was shocked too. Jeff confessionals that Dave and Kelly's absence "was a respite from his energy". Hee. Nevertheless, Dave and Kelly arrive at the port before it opens, and Kelly "could not believe" that they weren't able to perform a task related to driving heavy machinery in the middle of the night, and tells us, "It made me feel a bit better about myself." You know, like divorce would. Luke confessionals, "Spirits weren't particularly high" when Dave and Kelly finally decided to rock up, while Jeff is barely able to contain his gigglesnorts.

All of a sudden, it's sunrise and the port is open and everybody runs off in fluoro jackets. Grommet tells us he's "a confident driver", but that he still thought it was "frickin' crazy". Tom, on the other hand, explains that both farmers are qualified road train drivers and thought this wouldn't be much of a challenge. You know, I like them and all, but it sure does seem like they get a LOT of tasks that are directly suited to their skills. Part of it may be the locations, sure, but I'm still not entirely sure what the hell archery has to do with Prague or what shooting has to do with Cape Town. It's almost as if the producers were doing whatever it took to make sure they stuck around for a while. Yes, other teams were able to use their existing skills to get ahead too, but there's a huge difference between an engineer (Chris) or a landscaper (Luke) getting the giraffe feeder task and the farmers getting this task, sheepherding, archery, rifle shooting, goat-leading, and chicken-catching, as well as being able to use their Akubras to their advantage in the very first Detour.

As if to prove the point, Renae is having trouble just completing the first step of reversing their truck so she can attach the shipping containers. Grommet somehow manages to see around his hair and manages to do so, but Dave (who apparently also has a road train licence) is whining once again, this time about how he can't see where he's going. I'd suggest putting his contacts in, but he'd probably whine about that being an unfair negative stereotype about old people, before turning around to look instead and breaking a hip. He does, however, complain about how long it took. Sigh.

The rest of the young whippersnappers are on the next stage of the challenge, the slalom driving. Not quite sure why anybody driving a truck would need to be able to perform a slalom, but let's go with it anyway. Grommet shows us exactly how tight these corners are, having one traffic pylon virtually underneath his car and still not having enough room to swivel around the next one. I love that the tasks this season, fear-of-heights filler aside, have managed to be culturally relevant, interesting, and difficult without being over the top (whereas the US version has been failing on all three counts for a while now), but this just seems like it's a little bit too Nintendo Hard, even before you take into account their lack of experience and sleep deprivation. As Jeff does the standard reality-TV "However will I manage to do it?" voiceover, and Tom and his fiddles are having no problems with the task, Renae struggles about being the only woman doing the task and Dave struggles to just stay awake. He compares the situation to drink driving, which seems about right. Tom is apparently a good drunk driver, having already finished the slalom and gotten to the bit where he needs to park his truck in a tight space. I suspect he's had some experience with this already. Grommet and Jeff are also up to the final stage. Dave? Still bitching. Kelly helps take the edge off a little bit - or just makes it worse - by pointing out the truck he was driving had an automatic transmission.

Back where logic is not just a world of pure imagination, Jeff panics despite being lined up correctly and winds up swinging the back end of his truck so that it can't be reversed into the alley properly. Luke yells at him to fix it up before crossing his arms and shaking his head like a parent in an 80s sitcom. Life is such a sweet insanity. (Sha-la-la-la!) Renae is still at the slalom, and her lack of speed is not helped by hitting the pylon and having to start again. Oh, dear.

Commercials. It's been far too long since I gratuitously made a joke at the expense of either Lady Gaga or the Village People in one of these recaps. I blame Justin Bieber. He ate my heart and then he ate my brain, ohhhh-ohh. That boy is a monster. (And then he got me pregnant, and I raised my standards to avoid a repeat of the whole unfortunate situation.)

As Renae gets out so her guide can drive her back to the start, Jeff is still ignoring Luke. Go, teamwork! Tom, however, is done. He gay-runs back to Matt, complete with a cymbal flourish right as he jumps. I have to be honest, that's the one thing I'd hate the most about the race if I was on it - not being able to hear the show's score as people argue and stuff. Music when they walk? Music when they talk? It's really something magic; to lose it would be tragic. (THERE YOU GO, PEOPLE WHO COULDN'T WAIT ONE MORE PARAGRAPH.) The clue tells them to search Old Jaffa for their next clue. Which would be nice and easy, if only it weren't back in Tel Aviv. Grant calls it "one of the oldest cities in the world" because it's mentioned both testaments of the Bible, which is a bit like calling Barney the scariest dinosaur in history because he was once mentioned on The X-Files, before adding that the clue is waiting at the Hasimta Theatre. Jews were controlling the entertainment industry even before other religions were invented? Wow! Jeff and Wallace are both finishing off too, Jeff somehow managing to park on an angle in a gap that's tighter than a virgin in a chastity belt. All three teams hop in cabs, and Jeff begins tearing up at how he's "working on the edge of exhaustion" before making some sort of odd primal yell. As you do, I suppose. Back at the port, Dave is also done. He's happy to learn Renae is still going, but she finishes pretty much straight after, apparently being allowed to stop with half of her truck hanging out from the alley. Another set of cymbals accompanies her kicking the truck's tyre just to be sure, and they head off. The lotto results show up right as they get a cab, which surely must be some kind of omen.

The surfers and farmers are suddenly back in Tel Aviv again. Tom comments that "it's completely different to anything [he's] ever seen". What, palm trees don't grow on the roadside in the Outback? I am shocked. They begin running along a marked path to the cluebox, which surely must defeat the concept of having to "search" for the cluebox, but which could suggest there may have perhaps been a Yield along the way that we didn't get to see? It seems odd that both the Yield and the U-Turn were mentioned in the presskit but we only saw one of them. Then again, the same page mentions the usage of the old penalty for non-eliminations and has a giant graphic representing the newer Speed Bump penalty, so... you know.

Anyway, the next task is a repeat of the worst non-pizza final task in the history of The Amazing Race. One at a time, players must use photos of the eleven teams to answer five different questions, all of which have been designed to see who spends their downtime talking smack about the other teams and who spends their time actually doing something productive, then actively rewarding the former and punishing the latter. After the first player has answered the questions, their responses are covered and the second person must then answer the same questions with the same five answers to get the clue. If there's even one mistake, they have to try again. But unlike the original task, there's no time limit and you just keep shuffling the photos around until you get it right, pretty much. The questions?

Which team's relationship do you envy?
Which team would be first to lend you a helping hand?
If the Race was a foursome, which team would you pair up with?
Which team has been the most strategic?
Apart from your own team, which team most deserves to win?

And before you start wondering, those are the exact wordings of the questions, which means Tom and Luke can't complain about that me rewriting that foursome question. Although they might need to ask for clarification about the meaning of "helping hand". The sample board, by the way, shows Giggle and Cackle as the most helpful, FBA as the most strategic, the farmers as the most deserving, and Wallace and Grommet as the team we should all be envying. Eh, whatever. It's probably not relevant. You know, LIKE THIS TASK. I can't believe they went to freaking Israel and this is the best thing they came up with. I mean, I would have thought Israel was one of the few places that couldn't possibly have been fucked up with bad tasks, but then again I thought that about Prague. And Cape Town. And Hong Kong.

Tom decides to pop this challenge's cherry, as does Tyler. Tom immediately picks Hallmark for the first question (the envy one), apparently for the sole reason that they are father and son. You would not believe how many jokes I have running through my head about daddy fetishes right now. And for a couple of them, Luke isn't even the punchline! Meanwhile, Wallace and his bright blue undies remind me to buy more green pairs, selecting Chris and Bambi as the most helpful team. Horses for courses. (Actually, speaking of Chris, the bodybuilding challenge in a recent US episode made me wish we had that challenge here - he's a state champion bodybuilder or something.) (I say "or something" because I was distracted by his, um, equipment when I read about it.) (Aaaaand we're back to horses again.) Wallace also picks Hallmark for the foursome question, right as they arrive and Jeff volunteers to go first. This isn't going to end well, I don't think. He picks the surfers for the envy question, giving a prom queen acceptance speech about how they're just super dandy, then picks the farmers for the helping hand question. Heh. Tom picks the surfers as the most strategic team by virtue of their constant inability to bring up the rear. On the other hand, Jeff picks the farmers as the most strategic, despite the fact that they apparently don't know what 'strategic' means. Tom responds by bending over to grab Hallmark's pic, selecting them as the most deserving team. Heh. For the same question, Jeff picks the surfers and Wallace picks the Lucys, because they've survived so long even though their balls are only metaphorical. As his answers are covered, Wallace confessionals that he was second-guessing himself, thinking Grommet would have answered the questions differently. Which would be great, if his job in this challenge was in fact to answer them as Grommet would. But it isn't. Tom confessionals that he kept the thing simple, only picking two teams throughout. That's a better strategy than most, but assuming Matt knows not to pick the farmers themselves for either the foursome question or the most deserving one, he's still only got a one in 133,100 chance of randomly getting them completely right on the first shot anyway.

Grommet correctly guesses Chris and Bambi as the most helpful, and I realise for the first time that someone really should have told Chris to crack a smile when they were taking their team photo. Jeff explains why he picked the surfers for the foursome question, but Luke picks the farmers. Wishful thinking, perhaps. Matt gets Hallmark right for one of the questions, as Wallace explains why he picked FBA as the most strategic team, but second guesses himself thinking Dave and Kelly are the current Evil Team. Unfortunately for him, Grommet is already thinking of the latter, and selects them instead. Matt explains in a confessional that, while there's a bunch of different combinations possible, he and Tom "think along the same terms pretty well". Really? I mean, he gets the right answers (by picking Hallmark four out of five times, no less), but... really?

Anyway, It's a Detour. This week, the choices are named Find Unseen and Make 13 (not Mach 13, Tom). Thank God one of the cons of this Detour is already plainly obvious. They can't possibly be expecting me to take them seriously with those names, right? I mean, that's one step away from a decorative vegetable on the Stupid Scale, which means I have to rename them in an effort to make them at least palatable. Hmmm. Metal or Matkot? Block or Unlock? Detect or Defend? No, I think I'll go with Pro Slacker and Pro Whacker, just so there's at least one pro to go with the multitude of cons on display. Anyway, if you pick Pro Slacker, you head to Jerusalem Beach (where the presence of Speedos makes telling Israelis and Palestinians apart that little bit easier), then take a metal detector and search a marked plot of sand for a key that will unlock a nearby treasure chest. But! Not all the keys work, because nothing says "Jewish Homeland" like people making it hard to get your hands on money. Except! The chest contains a clue instead of money, so the analogy doesn't work and the task has no redeeming cultural value. In Pro Whacker, you also go to Jerusalem Beach (where the only tightarses on display are those belonging to the same Israelis and Palestinians), but you do something that is at least mildly related to the culture of the Tel Avivians: Standing behind a marked line each and using matkot bats to hit a ball back and forth 13 times without it touching the sand. Except since each individual hit counts on its own, you really only have to hit it back and fourth six and a half times. Wow, TOUGH CHOICE. I WONDER WHAT THE TEAMS WILL ALL PICK.

Tom calls himself "easy with a bat" as the farmers pick Pro Whacker. Sometimes, I don't even need to imagine the subtext. Sometimes, it just comes up wearing assless chaps and a ballgag. While they head off to go play with some balls, Luke confessionals about how nerve-wracking it was to see them get the job done so quickly. Fiddling with that thing on his head a little, Wallace explains that he picked Hallmark as the team he envies, because they've worked with them at both Intersections. Yes, that's right, he envies the team that got to work with his awesome self. Gag. Back at the boards, Grommet decides it must be either the farmers or the Lucys, before settling on the farmers. At least one half of the team isn't so in awe of their own fabulousness that he automatically picks the team who've spent any amount of time with them. While Jeff and Wallace compare strategies, Luke completely ignores Jeff's "don't pick anybody who's currently yelling at the Loser Lodge bartender to put an extra paper umbrella in their mocktail" strategy by picking FBA as the most strategic team. Which is kind of logical, as opposed to Jeff's selection of... the farmers. Ah, yes, those great strategic masterminds. On the other hand, Grommet uses Jeff's strategy and picks himself and Wallace as the most strategic. If only Wallace hadn't picked FBA. Grommet then tries all the other teams and continues to fail, as Luke picks Dave and Kelly as the most strategic. Also wrong. Did these people know they had to answer the questions instead of just guessing randomly?

Dave & Kelly are still in their cab back to Tel Aviv, and as you would expect, Dave is doing what he does best. Zzzzz. Elsewhere, the Lucys are also in their cab, telling us they're trying to avoid his negativity. Heh. Whiner and Enabler are the next to arrive at the cluebox, even though they clearly walk in the wrong direction to reach it. Yeah, I don't know either. Kelly volunteers to go first, which is... not the decision I would have made if I was them, for so many reasons. The Lucys also arrive, and Sam goes first. Unlike the others, Kelly at least seems to understand what envy means, but doesn't envy anyone else and is forced to choose herself and Dave. Um. She also picks the Lucys as the most helpful, so... you know. In the waiting area, Wallace tells Renae "you girls" should be good at this gossipy task. Well, that's nice. Sam confessionals that she and Renae had talked about most of these things pretty recently, but that she squandered that convenient advantage by misreading one of the questions, picking Giggle and Cackle as the helpful team instead of Hallmark. Renae comes in and promptly proceeds to struggle. It looks like she cottons on to the second question being the issue much sooner than the editors let us believe - she's holding at least three different photos in the slot at once - while Sam continues to panic. "Oops", indeed.

Commercials. You know it's early on Sunday morning when a repeat of 7th Heaven is the least preachy, least awful thing on television.

When we return, Sam fills her autocue-reading quota for the episode by explaining that the match game was "quite possibly one of the most challenging challenges yet". And then she went back to the hotel to sleep until the most shocking rose ceremony ever. Renae bemoans the fact that Sam apparently isn't "on the same wavelength". But while it sucks for them, it does at least show that the people who cast this version of the show have done an excellent job in comparison to the American casting people, who really don't even seem to be putting enough effort into phoning it in any more. They're barely even bothering to tweet it in.

Meanwhile, Dave is still making me wish I could be bothered legally changing my name so as to not be in any way associated with him. In the waiting area, Wallace is wondering whether Grommet is even able to understand the meaning of "strategic". Bitch, please. You picked a team who finished ninth. Out of eleven. And also, if we're talking about strategies for successfully furthering your career as a D-lister hanger-on: Celebrity Apprentice. That is all.

A quick splitscreen to the farmers' taxi reveals that their cab driver is a matkot "champion". At the beach, everybody in the stock footage is dressed as non-conservatively as you'd expect in a country as popular with Islamic fundies as Israel is. They get out and begin batting the ball to each other, and... well, from a dramatic standpoint, it's no Australian Open. Especially if neither Luke nor Tom takes their clothes off upon succeeding. Tom calls himself and Matt "out of their depth again", which seems only appropriate when you're not even in the bloody water.

A helicopter taunts the players still struggling with the Cosmo Quiz challenge. Dave believes that the only people who've been more strategic than he and Kelly have are Hallmark. Sure, why not? It's harder to find a strategic team in this bunch than it is to find a viable presidential candidate in the Republican Party.

Luke is also struggling to find a strategic team ("correct" answer needed: the farmers), and confessionals as politely as he can that it might be time to put Jeff in a home before we see footage of him doing everything short of the universal symbol for "he's crazy" when describing his problems to Renae and Grommet. Yeah, yeah. Less talking, more working. When we see him resume a few seconds later, he finally puts the farmers in his slot (you know, again) and gets the clue. Upon returning to Jeff, he doesn't even wait until he collects his bag before bitching about their selection, allowing Jeff to respond about the word strategic having "so many different interpretations". And there are so many different defintions my dictionary lost count. No, wait. It didn't. There is ONE. They also pick Pro Whacker, because Luke could go for some whacking right now. And then some more if he gets to the beach and finds Tom has dressed for the occasion.

Speaking of, the farmers are still struggling, but manage to get it done. Most exciting Detour EVER, right? Tom totally checks out the shirtless cluegiver before opening the clue, which tells them to pick a car and drive to the Pit Stop, which is all the way over near the Dead Sea at Masada. Unfortunately, because taking the short path is only slightly less smart than expecting the Dead Sea to part so you can ride a unicycle across it, teams are being forced to go the long way around, avoiding places like Jerusalem and the West Bank. Because the show would never send them there. As they get in their car, Matt tells Tom he needs "to be ace" at navigating, because Matt would really rather not spend any time wandering the Israeli desert if he can help it.

Cosmo Quiz. Grommet is finally done, and also picks Pro Whacker. Surprising. Dave tells us he loves himself, before briefly checking to see whether the relationship Kelly envies is... Melana. No, really. Even the music editors make sure to include a gigantic drumbeat to mark how stupid the thought is. Kelly isn't sure whether "Dave's lost the plot". Um.

Beach. The other two teams of men arrive and begin whacking it to each other (not like that, perverts). Grommet voices over that he always sees Europeans in speedos playing matkot at Bondi Beach, as another Drum Of Stupidity highlights a shot of a local in cutoff shorts. Unfortunately, his hands are placed so that we can't see what else has or hasn't been cut off. Matkot montage!

Commercials. Why, Neighbours writers? Why on earth would you make the token gay character go to the effort to point out that two gay guys aren't necessarily soul mates just because they both happen to have a liking for cock in common, AND THEN GO AHEAD AND MAKE HIM FALL IN LOVE WITH THE FIRST GAY GUY HE SEES?

Hallmark are still trying and failing. Jeff tells us he was annoyed that the matkot didn't really allow him to utilise his mad tennis skillz, before the unusually hilarious combination of Jeff blowing a raspberry on the beach and Luke snarking in the same confessional about how Jeff "spat [his] dummy" leaves him speechless and makes me crack up. Go, editors!

The surfers also suck. At the task. Sorry to get your hopes up, gay guys with horrible taste in men.

Back at the personality test, Dave fails to comprehend the part of the "who else deserves to win?" question where it asks "who ELSE deserves to win?", picking himself and Kelly instead of the Lucys. He does eventually cotton on to the fact that he's trying to match KELLY'S answers, not answer the questions himself, and somehow manages to get the clue after thinking Kelly envies herself. As they are leaving (or so it would seem), Renae also finishes. And what have we learned, about the teams' intrapersonal relationships and about Israeli culture? Depressingly little on both counts.

The Lucys quickly get into their cab and leave, but Dave and Kelly dilly-dally and are shocked - SHOCKED, I tell you - to have been passed. Zut alors!

Down on the beach, Chris has really let himself go. Oh, wait, that's just a local watching nitwits in long pants make idiots out of themselves. Never mind. Hallmark finally realises that the goal of the matkot challenge is to make a rally worthy of an Australian Open final (no longer timely reference!), not to smash the ball so the other person can't hit it back. They then efficiently finish the task, allowing them to head off to the Pit Stop. The surfers soon follow, because the surfers woudln't know what to do if they couldn't follow someone until the last minute.

Hallmark find the waiting cars and soon discover they'll have to pay to get them out of the car park, making this yet another reason I'm glad Giggle and Cackle didn't last this long. They manage to exchange some of their US currency for some shekels, having to convince a random guy that their money is indeed real, while the surfers encounter the same problem but simply schmooze money from a couple of ladies.

The slow teams are now on the beach, and promptly resume the vain struggle to retain one's dignity. Failing dismally, the Lucys decide to switch to Pro Slacker, whereupon they quickly find themselves in the money. Oh, good. They can escape the car park. They also find a shitload of bottletops left behind, and Sam confessionals that they "were cleaning up Israel's beach". Apparently, there is only one beach in the entire country. An entire country that's mostly desert. And is on the shores of the Mediterranean. Okey doke. There is more digging, while Dave and Kelly continue their efforts to whine about anything and everything. New targets: Matkot not being fun enough. Israel having plentiful hot shirtless men. The task actually almost being connected to local cul--SHE COMPLAINED ABOUT THE HUNKS?! Cranky old battleaxe.

Sam tells Renae her dad found her a bracelet by digging up a beach with a metal detector. And he also contracted hepatitis, but that's beside the point for now. Sam confessionals that the task was beginning to make them "lose [their] marbles". What a shame marbles aren't made of metal. When she begins to roll around listlessly in the sand, Renae tells her to at least pretend like the task is easy, so Dave and Kelly will quit. I'm pretty sure the latter are going to find enough to complain about on their own. Like not having sunscreen. Yes, that's right, you heard me. Dave is now using Kelly's decision to stave off skin cancer as an excuse to try and quit. Sitting down on the sand for a break, Dave calls the task - hit a ball back and forth six-and-a-half times, remember - "long and tedious". Also, his hips hurt, and he's now officially missed the Earlybird Special.

Commercials. Could the last person to jump from the Labor Party before it sinks please tell that fucking orchestra to shut it already?

When we return, Dave and Kelly counter their pre-commercial whingefest by vowing to stick it out (as usual), while the Lucys continue to have absolutely no luck (again, as usual). Wow, we're learning something new every week!

The farmers are driving through the desert, accompanied by the Klassy Klezmer. Or whatever it is. Have I mentioned I'm not really a musically-inclined person, despite working at a radio station? Or that I felt like using the word "klezmer", accuracy be damned? Anyway, Matt does some more of that shtick where he compares where they are to the farm, and makes a completely unnecessary rodeo reference. Sigh.

Luke is hoping the farmers got lost and are now behind him, while Matt and Tom laugh about a "dangerous curves" sign. I am LITERALLY biting my finger trying not to type the obvious joke. Jeff, meanwhile, is wondering whether they went the wrong way and have wound up in Iraq. Wow, APPROPRIATE. Luke gets out to ask for directions and is told they've gone too far, which surely must mean it's time for him to call someone "Rambo". Except this guy knows enough about when to give up and get off the screen to even block himself from the camera's view by using the car's frame. Heh.

Masada. Some tense music tries to create this week's phony suspense, but it's kind of not shocking when you see the farmers arrive before the music finishes, you know? The greeter girl welcomes them to Masada, with the blue waters of the Dead Sea behind her, as Grant confirms they're the winners of this leg and the accompanying computer package. I'm sure it'll be of great use to them. He mentions how they "blew through the Know Your Partner" task, and they banter a bit about how they're close enough now that Matt knows when exactly to block his ears and shield his eyes.

Locals cheer Hallmark as they arrive in second. Well, that's nice.

All the way back in Tel Aviv, the girls have the right key, leaving Dave and Kelly floundering in last place again. In their car, Renae says she wants to be the last woman standing. Why is it always about women with women? (I AM KIDDING, WOMEN.) Dave and Kelly are shown finishing and getting the clue, so now we're officially into that bit every week where they try and manufacture tension when there usually is none to be found, and also conveniently into the bit where Kelly is shocked that there is driving on this race.

But the girls are already at the entrance of Masada National Park, while the surfers think they're on the wrong side of Masada. But with the Dead Sea right next to it, isn't the wrong side of Masada... you know... Jordan? Seems like crossing a disputed international border might be one of those things that tip you off. They do a U-turn and complain about not having any money for maps again. Perhaps they should have tried a bit harder to stop their wallet from being stolen? Just a suggestion. The girls are also lost, as they inevitably seem to be when tasked with finding something. They learn that fixing their mistake will cost them at least ninety minutes. Yeah, that's not good.

Commercials. Ooooh, Canadians faceplanting into a giant wacky obstacle course? Don't mind if I do.

When we return, the editors attempt to contrast two teams who are in the right area and have been told exactly where to go with one team who is nowhere nearby but has a map of their own to show them exactly how dead their chances are. I can't imagine how this will end, can you? It doesn't help that Dave and Kelly are barely struggling to stay awake. I have to admit, "falling asleep while driving across Israel" probably was never going to go on my bucket list anyway, but now that the concept is linked with these two? I'm sidestepping the country just to be safe.

Tense music! Montage! Grant and Greeter Girl! Surfers, in third!

Significantly later, and in what is clearly a different location (which we've since learned is because Masada is closed at night, even for glorified game shows), the Lucys are checked in as Team Number Four. Grant is smiling as they check in, which kind of gives the game away a bit, but their reaction is probably the most genuine shock I have ever seen on any version of this show. Seriously, if you haven't seen this episode yet, track it down. It's worth sitting through all of Dave's whining and the surfers' lack of personalities just for this moment. Sam's face literally literally (as opposed to metaphorically literally) looks like a deer caught in the headlights. Their genuine relief is the sort of thing that made this show successful in the earlier seasons, as opposed to obnoxious shtick, lame fights and G-list "celebrities" (to use the term even more loosely than the casting directors for Dancing With The Stars). It's a shame we don't see it more often.

It's suddenly well after sunset as Dave and Kelly pull into a McDonalds. Would they still call them hamburgers in the Jewish homeland? Or is this one of those First World Problems that has a very basic solution? Anyway, the next thing they know, Grant is knocking on their car's window. Kelly wonders what's going on, and since the editors kind of skipped over it, I'll summarise: There was a deadly car crash on the only road to Masada and the road was blocked, meaning Dave & Kelly couldn't get through even if they were to bother trying. And since they were already in last place but can't reach the Pit Stop, they're summarily eliminated. Oh, THANK GOD. I'm so glad that's over and I never have to recap them again. Unpleasant doesn't even begin to describe those two. They immediately claim to have tried their hardest throughout the entire race, which: No. In a confessional, he's also whining about not reaching the Pit Stop to get eliminated properly. Damn inconsiderate rotting corpse. Grant says they've "done incredibly well". Compared to who, Alana and Ryot? DO NOT ENCOURAGE THEM, GRANT. Don't make me wish Tom Williams was hosting this.

Next week: Actual crosses. Actual Jerusalem. Actual falling over.

November 14, 2011

Australia 1x08: Niedzica, Poland

Previously on Czech Yes, Joey NYET!: I spent two weeks recapping an hour that redefined "stupid filler episode", and even longer recapping absolutely nothing. Also: Six teams raced from Prague to a church-y little town just outside of Prague. While five of the teams were given cars that were at least borderline roadworthy, Matt and Tom wound up with a crapheap they decided to name Bindi, which was kind of appropriate seeing as how the car soon turned into The Cop Hunter (disappointing Tom, who wanted it to turn into The Cock Hunter). The only interactions between teams throughout the entire episode seemed to universally wind up with the exact same result: the Lucys turning into jilted ex-girlfriends vowing revenge on whoever they deemed to have wronged them THIS time. Dave continued his efforts to prove that Bitchard and Jenius weren't the real Tooly McJerk team this season. The funnest (and funniest) part of the episode was the bit where a "Soviet" "guard" got to mock Wallace and Grommet for failing to successfully complete a "task" not once, but twice. Spending half the episode playing ice hockey and most of the remainder watching teams pick a sausage-eating Detour before taking a bite and switching made it ridiculously obvious that it was going to be one of those To Be Continued episodes that they wind up randomly finishing within the first couple of minutes of the next episode instead. While Hallmark and Chris & Bambi both vowed to finish the leg in first, Hallmark got lost on the way to a Road Block so dull and uninspired that the editors have decided to burn off the footage of Sam, Kelly, Luke and Tom performing it in the recap footage rather than spend a few precious minutes watching them all do the same boring thing. (You'll note this means we get to skip straight to the bit where they all reach the Pit Stop in a nice quick montage in the episode itself.) Because the leg was indeed Not Over Yet, six teams are still circling the drain. Who will Grant pull the plug on... TONIGHT?

Credits. It's a good thing the contestants are so smart this season, otherwise I might have to do this: [I CAN SEE RUSSIA FROM MY BOMP.]

Commercials. Oh, sure. The one contestant who is aware of these things (even if only in passing) is the one I was calling "Asshole" for weeks on end. Damn it.

Because this show's editors rock, we rejoin the race far enough into proceedings that I don't have to re-recap Chris and Bambi being told the leg isn't over. Instead, they're walking out of the Creepiest Pit Stop Ever (suck it, Salt Lake City Public Library), Chris whining about how when they finally win something it doesn't count. He confessionals, "I really wanted to come first in a leg. It's not the best leg to come first in, the one that continues to the next leg." You'll notice even he isn't sure whether last week and this week count as separate legs, and... you know, I didn't know either when the episode aired. We'd never had the number of legs specifically revealed at the start of a season with a To Be Continued episode before, and the presskit said, "Three legs on the race are predetermined 'non-elimination legs', where the last team to check in is not eliminated. The last placed team will incur a 30 minute time penalty on the next leg unless they come in first on that leg." Since the last team to turn up here doesn't face a penalty, in theory that should have meant it wasn't counted as a non-elimination leg and we were going to have a thirteen-hour season (with tonight's elimination, two more eliminations, and the two remaining non-eliminations before the finale). But then we all learned that Channel Seven still can't count beyond the number seven itself, and we were counting this not-a-non-elimination as a non-elimination and getting a twelve-hour season. (Note: I am using 'hour' rather than 'episode' because of Seven's ridiculous lust for combining and splitting episodes of The Amazing Race at will, despite the weird "is it an hour or ninety minutes this week?" thing they had going on during the season.)

But that's all in the future. Or the past or whatever. Near future for him, increasingly distant past for us. Right now, the clue tells Chris and Bambi to hop a train to Krakow, Poland. Yay, they get to meet Santa! This is like Christmas in July! No, wait, November! I have to hope it isn't a deliberate reference for teams to essentially be travelling by train from Amsterdam to the general Auschwitz area. Because that would top even Jenius's "accent". Anyway, when teams arrive, they'll need to search the train station carpark for a car with a clue inside. Oh, goody. More driving. Running back to their cars (still at the Road Block, remember), Chris tells Bambi, "Let's pull ahead as much as we can." Yeah, because the show has never randomly bunched teams after the halfway point of a two-part leg before.

The surfers stroll into the church before running down to the pulpit, where Grant tells them they're in second place, before giving that "it's not over yet" we heard last week. The editors give us a quick dissolve to Hallmark arriving third, Jeff snarking on how predictable the "keep racing, suckers!" command is. Tyler confessionals (sounding pissed) that he was shocked about how they didn't get to flirt with another set of room service waitresses, while the editors are busy cutting to Luke explaining that he and Jeff decided to treat it as a second wind. Yeah, me too. You know, very eventually.

Kutna Hora train station. Chris and Bambi are attempting to buy tickets, and soon discover that communicating in foreign languages is all Greek to them. Except even worse, because... you know. They can already speak Greek. And they didn't spend long enough in Amsterdam to get confused by double Dutch. (Plus? Basically bilingual at this point.) A local helps the ticket lady by explaining that their train is already boarding. A helpful shot of the departure screen explains that, not only is their train going to be making a connection somewhere, probably Prague, but that it's a minute before 3:00pm on November 20th. You know, for all you geeks who are trying to timeline this show. (Not that I've checked or anything, but putting this information with the known date of the Cape Town-to-Frankfurt flight means that the Pit Stop at Prague Castle was extended, which at least explains how everybody seems refereshed enough to find things three feet in front of them.)

It turns out that they've just missed the train by the time the surfers arrive, and Chris realises that the train is going to get them into Krakow at the prime lead-keeping time of 3:00am the next morning, which in turn means they'll have been racing for 21 hours since they left the last Pit Stop. On the one hand, long day. On the other, overnight train ride with plentiful opportunities for sleep. Or sex tape filming, Tom and Luke. On the third hand, which I suppose would actually be the second hand if this was some kind of amazing watch, Chris's quote here displays obvious signs of audio chopping. Of course. It wouldn't be an episode without Chris and Bambi getting some sort of continuity fuckup.

Hallmark also grab tickets, while some weird uber-techno crap helps the Lucys find the Pit Stop. Wazzup, bitches, yo' asses in fourth. (Please never let me do that again.) As soon as Grant reveals they'll have to keep racing, they break their hug and... well, you really need to see it to believe it. Renae, who has been quite the machine throughout the entire race, looks as though she's just performed an illegal operation and will need to be shut down (or possibly just Googled "meerkat porn" and got bombarded with pop-ups), while Sam's face literally changes from a smile to a full-on clown frown right at the exact moment she blinks. It's like "Whee!" [blink] "Fuck!". Go ahead, watch again. I'll wait.

Grant feels the need to clarify, based on precisely zero cue, that the Lucys need to be told that "keep racing" means "keep racing". Sigh. I mean, they're totally that sort of team at the moment, but still. Outside, they read the clue and get to their car without any dramas. Sam explains that they were already running on empty, and were wondering where the frell they were going to get any more energy from. Kind of ironic, considering how plain lethargic most of these teams sound at the best of times. They're suddenly already at the station in the next scene we see, just in time to make the same train as the three teams ahead of them. Wallace confessionals, complete with Unnecessary Subtitles Of Subtext that Grommet "was happy that Sam made the train." Grommet, as he is wont to do, plays dumb.

Grant helpfully reiterates that the first four teams are all making the same trip on the Poland Express, as the Amazing Red Ribbon once again eschews the bouncy flight path effect for a zigzaggy path showing what is apparently the train's route. Except it doesn't show the connection in Prague we know all the teams are making, so... you know. The Amazing Red Ribbon is like the Twitter to the Amazing Yellow Line's Encyclopaedia Brittanica or something. They'll all be arriving at 3:16am, which means surely they're going to be able to keep their lead on the two trailing teams for the rest of the leg, right? Right? Bueller?

Back at the creepy bone church, Dave & Kelly have arrived. They limply celebrate still being in the race upon hearing they're currently in fifth, while Grant tells them, "But don't get settled..." Because there was a chance of that happening with this particular team. Kelly calls it "ridiculous" given they "were in so much pain from the previous leg". Yeah, you might want to be careful, in case you break a hip or something. Kelly whines some more about not being able to have a shower in a country without water restrictions, while Dave claims he was "bitterly disappointed". Makes a nice change from his usual disappointingly bitter tone, I suppose.

The farmers arrive, suddenly de-hatted inside the church, where Grant tells them they're the bottom two and it's time for them to lipsynch for their li... oh, we're not doing that? Damn it. You know Tom could rock the shit out of Mickey if he had to. In Spanish. (Remember, honey, Spain is the one where horny animals are revered.) But anyway, they get the clue and head off. Matt tells us he was "pretty stoked, really" as Grant gives them the clue, and Tom looks far more relieved than any of the other teams we've ever seen in this position before. We all know why that is, right? I don't need to whip out that tiresome (SETTLE DOWN, TOM.) thing again, surely. Walking to the train station, Matt wonders aloud, "Where we going, 'Pole Land'?" Yes, where Mary Christmas dances for tips, and you don't even want to know what happens if you've been naughty instead of nice. Well, maybe you do.

Dave & Kelly whine some more, this time about how the train not leaving immediately upon their arrival meant the farmers were able to catch up again. How dare the world not conform to their wishes! WHO DOES THE WORLD THINK IT IS? Sigh. I'd ask if we can hurry up and be rid of these two yet, but given the alternatives I'm not actually sure that's a good deal. Their train leaves, Grant voicing over that they'll get to Poland at 6:24am.

We splitscreen to the other train, where not a creature is stirring, not even... never mind. Renae interviews that they were trying to sleep on the train, and Wallace adds that "Sam woke up a couple of times and she saw two dudes standing at our door". You mean... the cameramen? The editors try and convince us, sight inseen, that it wasn't the crew and was in fact somebody else by using ridiculous thumping music. This would be such a Saturday afternoon movie, if only there were more musical numbers. I'd ask Tom and Luke if they'd want to help, but then we'd wind up with a bunch of songs about how awesome Luke's daddy is. And maybe even some songs about Jeff. Sam explains that every time she opened her eyes, the camerag... sorry, "creepy guys"... would go and slide down someone else's chimney instead, because they weren't sleeping. Meanwhile, about fifteen minutes before the first train arrives in Krakow, Wallace and Grommet notice their Amazing Sack has decided to see just exactly how fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh. Without them.

Ironically, one of the very few times that actually is an Amazing Crisis That Really Was doesn't get a commercial break around it, but the long and short of it is that the bells they attached really do jingle all the way... to, like, the next cabin over. Seriously, Wallace and Grommet can't even make a robbery interesting. Why were they cast again? Oh, that's right. To sell this show overseas to those countries who seem to think Australia is made up entirely of kangaroos and beaches and the Harbour Bridge and maybe Aboriginals. You know, Americans. (Dear Americans who feel like complaining: Please note that the eight Pit Stops your version of the race has had in Australia have been a rooftop overlooking the Harbour Bridge, an Aboriginal camp in an area allowing for plentiful kangaroo stock footage, a yacht club, a beach, another yacht club, a lake where the greeter was Crocodile Dundee-lite, another beach, and a mine where the players turned up dressed as kangaroos. That is all.)

More interestingly, I once again didn't win the Monday Lotto. I suppose it would help if I actually bought a ticket, but... you know. Starving artist. No money. Much like the surfers right now, but at least they have their own passports when they're not busy bitching about how they work all night and work all day to win the race they have to play. (Ain't it sad?)

So anyway, the first train arrives in Krakow, and not only does the Crisis That Kind Of Was But Then Wasn't Really fail to put the surfers behind by even a minute, Wallace is also the first person to step off the train. As someone who finds them incredibly boring, this is a bit like unwrapping a Christmas present to find paisley underpants inside. The cars and clues are apparently not hard to find, and these teams would totally have walked together anyway, so the editors thankfully just cut straight ahead to the bit where we learn it's a Road Block. Naturally, it involves driving to Santa's Workshop, hauling a snow-filled sleigh around, and rifling through it to find the key to the front door

Hmmm? Fine. They have to drive to the Wieliczka Salt Mine, head underground, haul a salt-filled minecart down the track, then rifle through it for the key to unlock "the ancient salt king's crypt". The key, by the way, is a piece of plastic that does not resemble any key made ever. Because why stop at reducing a country to 'Salt Mine!!1!1!' when you can go one step further and reduce it to 'Salt Mine With Nonsensical Gimmick!!1!!!!1!!1!!11!'?

Wallace is doing it, and already complaining about the cramped spaces from the inside of their teeny-tiny car. Elsewhere, it seems this time they were allowed to read the task first (or at least the additional information), considering the Lucys are already on their way when they decide Renae will do it. Sam tempts fate in the worst possible way by using the "We haven't found anything we can't do" psychology on Renae. No, girls! Don't you know how the world works? (And don't you people who claim life is all about karma know that the basic principle of karma is that the actions of one life are rewarded or punished in the next? GOD.)

The Lucys soon find themselves struggling with the concept of entering through the marked gate, so apparently that train ride wasn't as restful as it should have been. Does this mean that entire situation was a hoax orchestrated by the surfers to keep the other teams awake and throw them off their game for this leg? Seems to be working, if it is. The Lucys and Hallmark are clear on the wrong side of the mine (or so Luke tells us, and if anyone on this race knows anything about playing for the wrong side...), and the Lucys have the bright idea of asking Hallmark if they know what time the mine opens. Right as we get a shot of a planted hours-of-operation sign saying it opens at six o'clock, SuperDad tells them it opens at eight. Eh. I mean, there are certainly other teams I'd rather see eliminated, but if you expect the team following you to know more than you do, you get what you deserve in this situation.

Luke asks Jeff what it really says, and he implies he isn't entirely sure. In a confessional, Luke tells us, "We've played it really straight with everyone." Yes. Straight as a candy cane, you might say. Anyway, there is bitching and whining from both halves of Hallmark and, while nowhere near as boring as Wallace and Grommet, they're also nowhere near as interesting as pretty much any team we've eliminated so far. Jeff ends the argument by snapping, "You know what? You can do this on your own." Which is convenient, since Luke's already doing the Road Block and all. They grab the first number, which is probaby a bad omen for how much everybody is going to suck today.

Meanwhile, Jeff cracks it some more, but I'm already bored and this recap is already five months late, so... you know. If we don't hurry it along a bit these Christmas jokes will be topical. Yada yada yada squirty bottle disturbing metaphor alert ads.

Commercials. You know how long it's been since I touched this recap? I swear there was an ad for Brashs in this commercial break.

When we return from by boring-induced-coma, the Lucys are displaying their blonde is natural by asking whether Poland is "near, like, Antarctica". Oh, dear. Wrong pole, girls. And even then, not really. (Yes, I am aware of the irony here.) (It's delicious.) (Well, maybe the turkey's a little dry. But the gravy's good. And you wouldn't believe how amazing these potatoes are.) Meanwhile, the surfers have managed to overcome their lack of anything they could use to find their way, and somehow arrive at the mine before the Lucys, who settle for third ahead of Chris and Bambi and the teams on the Slow Team Train. And what have we learned? Well, not a lot, really, except it's better to waste time asking inane questions when you're not trying to figure out where the fuck you're going. And apparently Chris and Bambi were thinking Poland is the one after Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune.

They get let into the mine and Hallmark fake claustrophobia just enough to induce a panic attack in Wallace. Or at least as much of a panic attack as someone who comes across so dull can manage. Luke is already plowing his way through the shaft (quiet) by the time the surfers make a lame and half-assed innuendo about "going deep". They don't even snicker. Seriously? What kind of ambiguously-straight twenty-something men are they? They get out and start hauling as the Lucys fistbump in the elevator (yes, really), and as Luke and his blue-nosed hardhat arrive at the end of the shaft. He begins to gingerly nose his way through the salt, and confessionals that when someone said "key", he thought they actually meant "key". Doesn't he know television deals entirely in lame metaphors that don't quite work? For example, Masterchef using Katy Perry's "Hot & Cold" as its theme song is a metaphor for how the contestants are often hacks whose only actual cooking talent is the number of ways in which they can butcher simple recipes. But Luke still manages to find a "clear triangle shape" in his pile of clear triangle colours and clear triangle tastes, and immediately realises it's a key. But is it THE key? Um, no. He returns to the minecart, now with a clear triangle idea of what he's looking for. Wallace and Grommet arrive, and Wallace begins to paw through his cart. Grommet provides the helpful addition of asking Wallace if he knows what the key looks like. And then the girls show up, completing our triple play.

The Slow Team Train finally arrives. Matt agrees to take the Road Block, because Tom is good at neither pushing nor shoving, while Kelly whines about being in last. Has there been anything on this entire race, other than the misfortunes of others, that these two HAVEN'T bitched and moaned about? Being older than everyone, being slower than everyone, dealing with the language barrier, not being surrounded by tasks catering to their seemingly-limited skillset, not being able to navigate. They have whined about EVERYTHING. Can't we just get rid of them already?

Back in the mine, Chris makes good use of those muscles and heads off down the shaft with his cart. As he arrives in the larger cavern where the others already are, he confessionals, "Digging is more down my alley. Like, I've done it before, kind of thing. I know it's not a skill, but." Anastasia laughs, as do I. Chris is actually kind of funny when he's not busy acting like a twat. Meanwhile, Wallace attempts to explain the fact that he didn't finish the task in three seconds on the fact that all the salt looks similar. Probably should have picked that cart that was filled with chicken salt instead then. Everybody just sort of shovels salt onto the ground in an attempt to empty their cart a bit, but Luke is the first to actually find the working "key" and open the "crypt" to get the "clue". Wallace bothers to ask what the key looks like (because that will totally help him save half a second), but Luke's not having a bar of it. Funny, that. Is it because Wallace and Grommet are a bigger threat than the Lucys, or does he just not like them as much? On their way out, Bambi gives Luke a pat on the back. It's always fun when the people I kind of like get along well. Wallace confessionals that, basically, Luke is a bitch. Maybe, but not yours, so he doesn't have to show you anything.

Back up on the surface, Hallmark read the clue, which is a Detour. Already. I'm torn. It feels like we're missing something by not having an intermediate destination, no matter how lame, but at least we aren't resorting to roadside businesses like the US version seems to like doing. Anyway, the two choices with pros and cons are going to be renamed On Dasher and On Dancer, because while I usually mock the stupid task titles, this week's are both stupid and mildly offensive and I just happen to have a pearl nearby to clutch. WON'T SOMEBODY PLEASE THINK OF THE SEXUALLY-AMBIGUOUS REALITY SHOW CONTESTANTS? Teams picking On Dasher (original title: Herd) have to drive themselves "to the Polish countryside". No, seriously, we aren't given any more information. Just "drive to the Polish countryside". That's almost as bad as "This is Alaska, the twelfth Pit Stop in a race around the world." Once they eventually find The Polish Countryside, they'll have to use fiiiiive me-talllll gaaaaates to form a corral in a paddock, then get three non-copyright-infringing red-backed reinsheep into it any way they can. Of course, there are extra unmarked reinsheep hanging around to generally be a nuisance and just generally be pains in the arse. Kind of like the non-Rudolph reindeer. Teams who pick On Dancer (original title: Hoe Down, because APPROPRIATE) have to drive themselves to Zakopane, which my atlas tells me is basically on the Czech border. Because it's clearly time to go back, having spent the entirety of one task outside the country. When they turn up, they'll have to don traditional Wacky Outfits, then learn and execute a local axe dance. Time penalties and lumps of coal will be given to any player who, accidentally or otherwise, manages to perform an impromptu amputation on their partner. Zakopane does look like a charming little town, though, which makes the fact that nobody will voluntarily pick a task involving wood-cutting implements even more disappointing. It's such a remarkable task that the editors have to randomly add a hyphen to the graphic a split second before it disappears. As Hallmark choose On Dasher, the camera zooms in on a painting behind them, as though it's yet another hint that Petrina is the Mole.

By the way? Salad/Dessert. Both tasks seem like they'd take the same amount of time (for a non-farmer team, that is), so it's pretty much a decision about whether you think a generic animal task is more exciting than a cultural task with music.

Meanwhile, Grommet tries a "key" and fails. So does Renae. So does Chris, and this is all remarkably exciting for what is, at its heart, a very boring task combining two of the three worst aspects of this show - excessive physical strength in pushing the cart, and random luck in finding the key. It's just lucky they don't have to eat an entire minecart full of salt. Maybe next season. Soon, Renae succeeds, and Chris also finds his before the girls can even read the clue. Both of them choose On Dasher, because... well, sheep. In every way. They leave as Wallace voices over exactly what we've just seen, because the editors think we're all as stoned as he and Grommet often come across. Wallace gets pissed at the prospect of not being in the top half of the pack for once, and decides to try and tip the full cart over. And then he'll kidnap the princess and wait for the stereotypical Italian plumber to rescue him. (You totally thought I was going to make a "HULK ON LOW-SALT DIET!" joke there, didn't you?) Of course, once the cart is tipped over, the "key" is right on top, leaving one heck of a mess for the poor mine janitors to clean up. On Dasher.

Elsewhere, Hallmark are lost to the point they are told to "go straight to the Krakow". Snerk. Always a bad sign when you're told to go to where you just came from. On the other hand, they get the This Is Funny music while Chris and Bambi argue their way straight into the sort of musical territory that's less The Lone Gunmen and more Millennium. Bambi explains in a confessional, "He has a different mentality on following a map", while Chris just sort of looks all around the place as though he's taking it in for the first time. Back in their car, he snaps, "I would smash the navigation, absolutely s--I never make a mistake in my life." Aside from the combination of a sky blue beanie and an olive ski jacket, you mean? Heterosexuality's no excuse, sister. Naturally, Bambi goes on a tirade about how, basically... um, I'm not entirely sure. The gist of it seems to be "slow down so we can be last and I can go home already", though. She continues to act like a shrew, and he calls her a "retard", which the editing elves helpfully subtitle and accentuate with a heavy drumbeat in order to hammer home that he said it. Oy. Yes, he absolutely shouldn't have said it. But the editing elves shouldn't have made such a point of showcasing it either.

Wallace and Grommet pull over at a petrol station to get directions (because they don't have any money to buy maps, remember), and conveniently run into the Lucys, who agree to let them follow. Of course, the girls soon take a turn and Grommet is too slow to realise, forcing him to continue straight ahead. And they don't even complain about how the girls tried to ditch them? What sort of race IS this?

Commercials. TAA, the friendly, friendly way. (Oh? They're Qantas now? How's that working for them?)

When we return, the two Slow Teams are finally about to enter the mine. While Kelly does the requisite claustrophobic whining, the farmers laugh at how the overalls provided left Matt with an unfortunate case of mooseknuckle. Down in the mine, Matt begins to push the cart, bending over just enough to make the overalls ride up his crack, too. They're the gift that keeps on giving. Tom continues to laugh, and Matt calls him a "pervert". Bitch, please. We prefer to be called "prude-adjacent".

Anyway, more digging. Dave finds one of the crystals that are supposed to represent "keys", and drops it in confusion. Yeah, I'm not particularly interested in the Road Block any more either. And neither are the editors, judging by the splitscreen to The Polish Countryside, where Randolph The Red-Backed Reinsheep and his pals are watching the Lucys arrive. As usual on this show, the tone here is set by the fabulous music, which this time takes the form of the music they'd use to try and get you to walk into a circus. No, not Cirque du Soleil, a real circus. They are shown to have about as much success with the task as the teams did at the hockey in the first half of this leg, but it's worth noting that they already have one sheep in their corral by the time we splitscreen back to the mine. After yet more boring digging and "key" trying, Matt finally manages to obtain the clue. And if you were expecting them to do anything except On Dasher, go back to watching Big Brother. We don't want you. Dave & Kelly also pick On Dasher when he opens the thing. Nobody's going to do the cool task with axes? Baaaa humbug.

Farm. Chris, Bambi, and Hallmark have all arrived together. That's... actually kind of an unexpected friendship, really. The Lucys are still present, and seem to have lost their first corralled sheep to boot (unless they're the new owners of the Discontinuity Awareness Prize), which means only one thing: More wacky hijinks. While they continue to run around, and Bambi continues to think they can corral the sheep without building said corral first, Hallmark have come up with the bright idea of putting their portable metal fencing against the existing wooden fences to herd all the sheep in, then acting like bouncers and getting rid of all the sheep without doorstamps. Which would be a good idea - in fact, it's how the American teams did this when it was a Road Block in their second season almost ten years ago - if not for the fact that these sheep know enough about cliches to jump over the fence. I see one sheep, two sheep, three szzzz...

Meanwhile, Chris is doing a fine enough job destroying the fences on his own. Bambi and Chris debate whether the sheep are horny, but Renae is the first to actually grab a sheep. She basically straddles it all the way to the corral, and then seems to instantaneously grab their second sheep and pick it up to put in the pen. Hallmark's sheep find their own way back into their paddock with the help of some conveniently-placed fences linking their paddock and the next, and they begin the arduous task of letting the unnecessary sheep loose. The surfers arrive as the other teams seem to be winding up, although the Lucys suddenly only have one sheep in their corral again, so who knows what's going on. Maybe we should ask Chris or Bambi. And then they get their last sheep in, despite it being so heavy both of them have to work together to lift it over the fence. The farmer gives them a clue directing them to Cape Stylchen near Czorstyn. Strangely, Sam stumbles over the "Cz" syllable despite having just spent two episodes in the Czech Republic. Grant adds in the helpful information that there's an Intersection coming up. Naturally. We couldn't let this go and become the best two-part leg in the show's history, so we have to make everything until now - the car searching and the hockey and the photography and the stairs and the funky sausages and the beer and the blasphemy and the overnight train ride and the "thief" and the mine and The Polish Countryside and the sheep and the driving around two countries - completely worthless by bunching the teams together right before the actual Pit Stop. It better not be one of those legs where the mat is right next to the final task.

Back at the sheep, Chris and Bambi have no problem with the second sheep, but the third literally drags him across the ground for a few metres. Hallmark are also done, but Wallace and Grommet's late arrival means they're only up to the bit where they have all the sheep in their pen. Their sheep decide to crash through the unsecured metal fence instead of escaping to run all over The Polish Countryside, which must be a bit helpful for them. I mean, it's not like they can afford to send out a search party. Fixing their mistake apparently does precisely nothing to slow them down, much like the whole train situation didn't, allowing them to leave "like, two minutes behind the other teams". You know what we need? Another cluebox across the road from something. They could crash their cab into the cluebox and fail to notice it. On their way back out to the car, an elderly lady sits on the roadside trying to sell them roses. Who would have guessed this show would have enough of a following in The Polish Countryside to entice local spoiler fiends?

Dave and Kelly pass a flagged sign for Kasa Biletowa, which must be where the sheepherding is actually happening. It's definitely somewhere in The Polish Countryside. As you would expect, Dave is soon ordering Kelly to run around and catch the sheep while he builds the corral. I'd normally point out that he's getting yet another chance to be lazy and do nothing before whining about it later, but in fairness she probably does have a better chance of getting the task done quickly. The farmers also arrive, the editors missing a chance to play a hokey flashback of that horrible "remember the choreographed steps" Detour from the Macau leg when Tom points out there was no doubt which task they were doing but oddly adding a small clip of them entering their paddock where we are clearly shown these wooden "fences" surrounding them are fake and temporary. Or the farmer is super strong, either way. Dave and Kelly have managed to herd all the sheep into their makeshift corral, and while they check to confirm whether they have to take the unmarked sheep out (apparently the clue says they don't, which is odd), the sheep decide to escape through a hole anyway. Heh. Game Show Contestants 4, Sheep 2.

Over at Cape Stylchen, Chris, Bambi, and the Lucys have reached the Intersection, and agree to work together. The clue tells them to work in pairs to saw four slices from a big log using a two-handed saw, whereupon the slices will be used to make all sorts of toys for good girls and good boys. We shall assume no partridges were hurt when their pear trees were chopped down for our bemusement. Oh, and they have to stop partners after each slice, which pretty much means these two teams are fucking SCREWED if they can't dump all of their work on Chris and Renae. I mean, nothing against Bambi and Sam, but... you know. Given the choice of all four people in this group, I'm not going to either of them to open my salsa jar. (No, Tom, that was not a euphemism.) Chris basically sums up this quick analysis in an interview, and to put it politely, it's never a good sign when someone with his frame and plentiful musculature thinks his goose is cooked. The Lucys go first, which surely ruins part of the point of making this task an Intersection. If they were allowed to cut any of the pieces without actually teaming up, wouldn't it make more sense to have them just cut two pieces each and not make it an Intersection at all? That way, you'd still get the drama and everything, but the entire two legs up until now wouldn't be a complete and utter waste. Bambi confessionals that they were "already at a massive disadvantage" by virtue of having three women in their four-person team. Because as we know, muscles? All about the cock. Granted, the Lucys aren't exactly showing themselves to be adept at wood-cutting, but still.

All the way back at the Detour, the farmers somehow manage to get a couple of sheep to run straight at them. They wind up basically hugging their necks to stop them in their tracks, while the completely appropriate strains of Sweet Georgia Brown start playing over Dave's attempts to free a sheep from the cage it's stuck in. That's... kind of weird, and not just for the obvious reasons. Firstly, the song is now intertwined in the zeitgeist with the Harlem Globetrotters, who are renowned for being good at what they do. Dave? Slightly less so. Secondly, while the American version of this show was given the rights to use the song when a team containing two Globetrotters was racing, the version of that season aired in Australia had to replace the song with a more generic, less obnoxious score throughout. I'm guessing it was a copyright issue that necessitated the change, given the next season was freely able to use an equally obnoxious score for Jet & Cord, but then that raises more questions: Why is it suddenly fine to use now? And if it was a copyright thing, as opposed to any other reason, why would this show buy the rights to such an iconic tune for a moment that makes no contextual sense? It's almost as bad as when the British version of The Mole decided to start what would turn out to be its final challenge ever, a drive across British Columbia to the final location, with Ca Plane Pour Moi for no apparent reason. Still, at least they could bullshit it away as a reference to the show's Belgian origins. Here? Nothing.

Oh, and the farmers also get their obnoxious "They're country hicks! See? FIDDLES!" music again as well. They finish the task, Tom providing a confessional where he calls the sheep "just short, hairy cattle". Really? I mean, really? I'm not a farmer by any stretch of the imagination - my entire knowledge of farming boils down to knowing hundreds of variations of "Why did the chicken cross the road?" - but even I know that's wrong. (Incidentally, why did the German chicken cross the road? Because it was the most efficient way to invade Poland.) As they get the clue and leave, Kelly points out they had no trouble with the task. Meanwhile, their own sheep decide to jump the fence, helpfully assisted by the musical flourishes. Dave chucks a tanty some more.

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When we return, Dave and Kelly have their sheep escape AGAIN. How unlucky. Kelly notices that they only need to get one of the remaining sheep to leave their corral in order to finish, despite the fact that one of the sheep that escaped was clearly marked (and is shown escaping from several angles), so apparently there were more marked sheep than necessary and the task just involves getting any three of them, rather than getting three specific sheep like Grant explained. If only that had been explained, it might have made more sense to understand why nobody wanted to go and play with axes. They get it done easily, and we're finally done with the sheep. Is it just me, or does this episode seem remarkably empty? Or is it just that the tasks themselves aren't particularly interesting?

The Lucys are still sawing their first log, and appear to be only about a third of the way through it, at most. Given this task was originally on the Family Edition and an eight-year-old girl was able to finish it, I have to wonder whether the logs used here turned out to be much harder to cut than the producers were expecting, or whether they deliberately made completing the task improbable. Sam explains that the sight of them struggling was causing Bambi to freak out. Said explanation is accompanied by a clip of Bambi looking about as nervous as somebody about to get a vaccination from their doctor, so

The surfers are here. Damn. To use the American version as an analogy for a second, a great cast can make great challenges the stuff of brillance (Ken and Gerard punting), or they can make bad challenges at least tolerable (Lena and the haybales), but a bad cast can either ruin decent challenge ideas (the latter half of Lena's season), or they can make lousy challenges even worse (Japan = Rollercoasters!). And while a team like Giggle and Cackle or even FBA could possibly make this horrible task interesting, Wallace and Grommet are not one of those teams. They're probably nice guys, don't get me wrong, but casting them was a massive mistake, especially when they're the sort of people you'd expect to make it to the final stages of the race. They remark that Hallmark must still be lost.

Hallmark are indeed lost, and have decided to pull over and ask some hikers how to get to Cape Stylchen quickly. Because you know who knows how to go somewhere in a hurry? HIKERS. Luke explains that the hikers were basically useless, but at least they got to see a whole bunch of scenic places. Handy. Luke points out they lost over half an hour thanks to these guys, while Tyler & Nathan celebrate being just mediocre enough to not have to team with the Lucys or Bambi, but not being so mediocre they're left with Kelly. Luke continues to point out that taxi drivers are so much better to ask than hikers, complete with an impersonation. The only thing he's really missing is crossed eyes. They eventually get there, and unsurprisingly agree to work with the surfers. Wouldn't it have been awesome if they refused, saying they wanted to work with the farmers?

Soon, there are more saws in action than in a horror film festival, and it's telling of how slow and boring and utterly unsuccessful this task is going to be that the Lucys managing to finish their first slice is accompanied by the Hooters Of Triumph. The farmers arrive just after, and must now wait for Dave and Kelly... who are currently lost again. Of course. I'm beginning to think those two could get lost in a wading pool. I think this is part of the real problem with the Intersection, to be honest - though the basic idea behind it is sound, it actively punishes good racing instead of rewarding it, while teams who race poorly get off lightly. It's a bit less noticeable here than it has been in other situations, but everything the farmers have done so far this leg to stop themselves from being last has been for nothing, while everything Dave and Kelly have done to bleed time today actually matters. I'm not quite sure whether the problem is entirely fixable, but what I would suggest is that the Intersection should only be placed (1) at the start of a leg, rather than as the last task in a two-part leg, and (2) immediately after a mass bunching point. Granted, the teams who tend to race well would likely join with each other while the slower teams are forced to unite, but at least this lame gimmick wouldn't be counter-productive to the act of competing in a race. Dave and Kelly finally get a local to lead them there.

Back at the Intersucktion, Bambi is struggling with the saw, and Chris is managing not to yell at her. Good for them, but whatever. We have more important things to deal with right now: LUKE IS GETTING HIS GEAR OFF. Okay, he only takes off his outer shirt and leaves the singlet on, but it's still enough for the editors to add in some hilarious soft-porn music. Pfft. There's nothing soft right now. (Ho? Ho. Ho!) I think they were kind of expecting more nudity in this season, what with the surfers and the Lucys and even maybe Chris and Bambi, but now they're just settling for whatever they can get in the Polish winter. Renae (incorrectly subtitled as Sam, because even the editors have given up this week) makes a remark about how she's "taking in the scenery", while the real Sam points out the beauty of the actual Polish Countryside. It's the sort of landscape that would look better when it snows, if we're being totally honest. And who doesn't love snow?

But once the soft-porn scene is all done, sadly without a comment from Tom (who must have been facing the wrong direction), I fall into a temporary Boredom Coma. And you know how bored I have to be to be sick of recapping a challenge involving semi-naked men and wood. When we return... well, I think Luke sums it up best: "No, they don't have a technique, they just rammed through it." "Don't try and bite down too hard." "You've just got to try and just gently take it in." At this point, the surfers and Hallmark are starting their third slice, the farmers and Dave and Kelly are nearing the end of their second, and the Lucys and Chris and Bambi are about halfway through their second. Bambi is struggling, making as many crying moans as she can on a family show, until eventually Chris comes around and console her. Awww.

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When we return, so does my Boredom Coma. Convenient, that. I wake up just as Chris and Bambi decide to take the penalty, which also means the Lucys are stuck taking the penalty. Chris explains in a confessional, "I did not like to see her in any agony, even caused by myself. It hurts me to see it." I... think I'll let that quote stand on its own, because it's not great for him, but Chris honestly doesn't seem like as much of an Asshole as the editors have been trying to make out all season. Sure, there was the thing with the wine, but what person doesn't start yelling for no reason every once in a while? Even Ned Flanders yelled at the whole town that time. It's become tradition at this point for reality TV "villains" to blame the editing for making them look like tools when they're not, and it very rarely is the editors' fault, but I think Chris has a better case than most.

Chris and Sam explain in confessionals that while Chris and Bambi were getting the standard four-hour penalty, the Lucys were only going to be given a two-hour penalty because they were able to complete one of their slices. Without going back into Simpsons-quoting territory so soon and wondering whether they give a Nobel Prize for Attempted Chemistry, that's kind of unfair. What would have happened if they split the cutting so that Chris and Renae did the first slice? Would they have both gotten two-hour penalties for finishing a slice, or would they have both gotten four-hour penalties because Sam and Bambi failed to cut a slice? Bad planning.

On a happier note, the clue tells them to FINALLY head for the Pit Stop, which this week is at Dunajec Castle in Niedzica. Grant tells us it's "a 14th Century stronghold in the south of Poland", which means you may have to discount all those references to things North-Poley earlier in the recap and replace them with penguin jokes or something. Damn, and I didn't even get to make a joke about the good King Wenceslas. He also adds that the last team to arrive "MAY be eliminated". Damn, that would be kind of hilarious if this turned out to be a non-elimination after everything that's happened. It would still suck that there were essentially two non-eliminations in a row, but can you imagine what the teams would be like, learning all of this has been for NOTHING? Awesome.

Chris, Bambi, and the Lucys all dash off as quickly as they can, since their penalty time doesn't start until they arrive. Bambi explains in a confessional that she thought the penalty might not even matter, since Dave has "a couple of injuries" and Kelly is weaker than any of the other players still cutting, which could mean they'll either need four hours long to finish, or that they'll need a penalty just like this group. I can't argue with her basic logic, especially considering how often Dave whines about giving up, but that seems like one HELL of a risk when they (more specifically, the farmers) have just finished their second slice out of four. Kelly starts on the third with Dave, pointing out that hypothermia might set in before they finish. Isn't she just a happy ball of sunshine? Meanwhile, the surfer/Hallmark group are done. Clue! Wallace remarks how wonderful it is to "FINALLY come out on top", as though they've had as much success during the race as Giggle and Cackle did.

The farmers figure they're going to take a while to get through the last two slices with Dave and Kelly, and start a small bonfire. Heh. On the other hand, the Lucys are already at the castle. They run up to a small courtyard, where a cute little lady gives them a bilingual welcome to Poland, and Grant reminds them of their penalty. Since they failed to lose more than two hours on Chris and Bambi (who arrive pretty much simultaneously) on the short drive over, they're safe anyway and it's really just a formality at this point, but they still seem a bit apprehensive.

Out in The Polish Countryside some more, the surfers are following Hallmark to the Pit Stop. Because you know who won't get lost? The team who asks hikers for directions. Wallace explains that they wouldn't be where they currently are without Hallmark's help, so they've decided to let them check in first for once. I must have missed the section of this show where they decided to tell teams Karl Marx was (1) a drag queen and (2) the greeter. Yes, yes, fair play and all, but were it not for the Intersucktion's presence, Wallace and Grommet would have beaten them. But I'm not going to get too worked up about this, because there are much bigger things to complain about in this episode, and besides, I'm kind of happy it stops the surfers from walking away with another ten grand. Grant claims the money can be used "for anything, from sourcing tickets that are all sold out to organising your next trip to Poland." Snerk. Not that Poland isn't a wonderful country, because it is, but it doesn't often feature on people's lists of places to go before they're eliminated from the human race, and I really can't imagine anything we saw in this episode changing many minds. I mean, pickpockets, salt mines, sheep, and trees? Really, show? That's the best Poland has to offer? I'm glad the producers chose not to stick to more traditional holiday places like Paris or Italy, but this entire leg contained more misfiring than most episodes of The Apprentice. (Oh, Didier.)

And the surfers are officially Team Number Two.

The sun is setting as Dave and Kelly finish the third slice for the Whiner/Farmer group. Dave soon agrees to "do it" with Tom, disturbing many a perverted viewer. (Relax, Luke, he means the final slice.) Dave comments, "It's not gonna matter how thick it is, [as] long as we keep it relatively straight". If only he knew. As they cut through the fourth slice, Matt wonders how much penalty time is remaining.

Let's check, shall we? It's suddenly pitch black at the castle as the Lucys' penalty expires, making them Team Number Three. As they head off to the hotel for the night, Tom and Dave are still cutting, but have decided to cut up from underneath to finish. I'm not sure this is the brightest idea, since we've been shown that starting the cut is the hardest part, and they're essentially doing the slow part twice, AND they're now contending with gravity. But Tom does seem surprisingly good at thrusting. Maybe he's just experienced with wood. Meanwhile, Dave complains about his lack of sleep. Again. Some more. The editors are also showing their own sleep deprivation/boredom [delete as appropriate], using the exact same audio clip of Tom telling Dave he's doing fine on either side of Dave's whiny voiceover.

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There is more cutting, and more Dave whining about the task being "bloody awful", before we cut back to the Pit Stop to see Chris and Bambi have the convenient time of 43 minutes and 21 seconds to wait until they can check in. The final slice is soon successfully cut, and they're all on the way to the Pit Stop. After the mandatory group hug, of course. Given how long it apparently took these two teams to finish the last two and a bit slices, I have to think the others made the right decision by taking the penalty. I mean, it probably would have been better for Chris and Bambi if they were able to finish that second slice before quitting, because it wouldn't have taken them two hours to do so, but still.

Both teams appear to be lost on the quick drive over to the castle. In what is a rare event in the "modern" racing era, the editors actually manage to create some sense of dramatic tension in the race to the Pit Stop. Driving! Running! Flags! Stairs! Chris & Bambi! More stairs! Tom, mocking the stairs! Grant, right as a bell tolls! But for whom do the bells toll? Well, Chris and Bambi. Not that it was much of a surprise once we knew the other teams were at the castle. Dave and Kelly are fourth, the farmers are fifth, and Chris & Bambi are officially last. The former two teams are already gone by the time Grant puts them out of their misery, calling them to the mat so they can be eliminated. He does seem genuinely sorry to eliminate them, so either he's a fan or he just knows how boring the remaining five teams are. Could go either way. (So to speak.) In their final confessional, Chris explains, "I think that the race allowed us to see each other at our worsts, in particular me" (hee), before pointing out that it's now Bambi's decision whether they stay together or not. Back in the real world, Grant and the greeter both wish them a fond farewell, as Bambi concludes, "Since we can withstand anything that the race threw at us, we can really just pull through and just be together for life."

And then they broke up. Like, the next day.

Next week: Born is the ki-ing of I-is-ra-el, just in time for a certain task the week after. Also: Tom and Luke continue to want to play with each other's dreidels. (I'm 90% sure the next recap won't take as long to come out. It'll definitely be out by the time the next season starts, though.)