If you watched The Bachelor‘s Season 21 premiere last night, you probably think you just watched Nick Viall embark on a reality-show quest to meet his wife and live happily ever after. But I know better. I know that last night was the first episode of a noir-esque, mystery programme entitled The Case of Nick’s Missing Likability. Thirty women, unknown to each other and their host, have been invited to a mansion in sunny Film Set, California, where Nick will conduct his investigation by taking the contestants out of the mansion one by one, both as individuals and in groups, to see how they behave in the wild.
One of these dames holds the key to Nick’s popularity, and to get it back, all he has to do is put a ring on her finger. But if he guesses wrong, he’ll be plunged back into Bachelor Nation purgatory, forced to clear his reputation one season of Bachelor in Paradise at a time. As an amateur Pop Culture Detective myself, I’ve tailed Nick to the Bachelor mansion, and settled in for a long season of surveillance, in hopes that I can spot the culprit before Nick does.
Roll tape.
There’s our guy, the “most controversial Bachelor in history”, showering his controversial body, removing his controversial shirt to jog through Chicago, and taking a controversial journey with us down memory lane. We see his heartbreak with Andi Dorfman and Kaitlyn Bristowe (although, to be honest, I don’t remember much of either, because of that unforgivable haircut), and learn that apparently, Nick wasn’t all that heartbroken by Jen Saviano, because there’s no sign of her in this intro clip. (Maybe she was accidentally erased in the same technical glitch that destroyed Juan Pablo Galavis, the actual most controversial Bachelor in history.) This is his fourth shot at love on a Bachelor show, although please don’t worry about remembering that statistic, because it will be drilled into your head by literally every face and mouth that appears onscreen.
Nick says it, the producers say it, his family says it, the women say it — even Sean Lowe, Chris Soules, and Ben Higgins say it, just underlining how absurd it is that they’ve been brought here to advise Nick, who’s done this now twice as many times as any of them and managed to be much more hated. He’s fully aware of the mystery in front of him, so let’s stop wasting time and get to the clues.
The fine profilers at ABC (weird spelling for FBI, but okay) have sent over a videotaped background check on ten of the most intriguing women this season; are they red herrings, intended to trip me up, or is one of these girls the one who will singlehandedly rehabilitate Nick’s image by agreeing to marry him on national television?
SUSPECT 1:Rachel (pictured above). A work-hard, play-hard attorney from Dallas. Seems an ideal candidate, as her idea of unwinding is singing at the top of her lungs while vacuuming, and she’s ready for kids. Let’s keep eyes on this one.
SUSPECT 2:Danielle L. I should be suspicious of this business-owner because of the high potential for #wrongreasons interplay, but she’s one of the few women this season who expresses actual interest in Nick besides wanting to bone him silly.
SUSPECT 3:Vanessa. A spy, this woman is a spy. She speaks three languages, is drop-dead gorgeous, close with her family, has a job teaching special needs students, and seems to have her head on straight. Sometimes the simplest answer is the right one — she’s a spy and here to destroy us all, because no woman is this perfect.
SUSPECT 4:Josephine. Claims to be a nursing student, but her outfit and stethoscope look like it came out of a costume bag, and I’m pretty sure I saw her slapping Nick in the preview. Downgrading her to a person of interest.
SUSPECT 5:Raven. Another business owner, but I’m pretty sure we can look past it, because a Southern accent this strong would be great for Nick’s optics.
SUSPECT 6:Corinne (pictured above). “My nanny Raquel,” is a real sentence that just came out of this 24-year old’s mouth. Please do not pursue this lead, Nicholas. This is not a lead.
SUSPECT 7:Alexis. You love to see a contestant whose family is over her shtick before she even makes it to the show. I’ll do a cursory background check just out of respect, because we’re name-twins, but I’m not expecting Alexis to be much of a move-and-shaker in this season.
SUSPECT 8:Danielle M. She’s 31, so reasonably close to Nick’s age, she’s a neonatal nurse, she’s beautiful, she has a tragic past…I promised myself never to get involved in a case, but that’s her, Nick, that’s her.
SUSPECT 9:Taylor. My detective instinct is giving me a weird read off her, I might need some backup in the field. She’s young, beautiful, obviously intelligent, and has an impressive job, but I’ve interviewed enough suspects to be able to trust my gut at this point. Something tells me she’s coming here for a break from her real life and not to find love.
SUSPECT 10:Liz. Of all the offices in all the towns, she had to walk into mine. This girl has not only already met Nick, but already spent a night with him, after the two crossed paths at Jade and Tanner Tolbert’s wedding in February. I don’t think your former one-night stand holds the key to your image rehabilitation, but boy am I excited to see how this turns out.
And having been given that peek into our murder mystery guests, now Nick has to take a look at them face-to-face, to see if anyone jumps out of the lineup. And please, keep your eyes peeled. Every decision these women are about to make is immensely important, from their wardrobe choices to their ice-breaker bits to how long they maintain eye contact with our victim, Nick. Every single moment could be a clue, so I want you at your sharpest out there.
My years in the business have proven that the first girl out of the limo is usually someone the producers are excited about, so Danielle L. just earned herself a nice cozy, season-long spot under my magnifying glass.
And now just some quick notes on the other women. Elizabeth: forgot to say her name, remembered her full-on wedding dress. Rachel: a sports reference and a pun? A little heavy-handed, but I respect that. Christen: you’ve already thrown a fan and asked him how crazy he thinks you are, are you the new Lace? Taylor: completely validating those reservations I had earlier by immediately telling Nick her girlfriends think he’s a piece of shit. Lauren: really do want her to win at this point so they could be the Viall-Husseys. Sarah: I gotta admire the dedication to the “runner up” joke, and you know I have love for anyone who walks into a room and goes, “oh my god there’s food.” Jasmine G.: brought Neil Lane along as a joke, so the two of them could pick out rings together, except I don’t think jokes are supposed to feel this excruciating. Hailey: doesn’t know what a girl wearing underwear says, and Nick’s boner just drained all the blood out of his head, because he doesn’t even know how to respond. Astrid: speaks Sex German.
Annnnnd here comes the second limo. Because all of that was still the first one. And as befits my level of interest in her, Liz is the first one out. Gotta ask you girl, how many people do you think Nick has slept with if you’re not only confident but comfortable with him not remembering who you are? Especially because he fully does remember you, but just didn’t say anything because you were pretending like the two of you are strangers. And if he didn’t remember, were you just gonna go the whole season without saying anything until he picked you? I don’t know about this one; somebody pull her file for me.
And now we’re onto the third limo? Because Liz maybe had that one all to herself? Something is very fishy here. But I have no time to focus on that, because I have to jot down some thoughts about this next pool of suspects.
Corinne: almost positive her nanny Raquel made that hug token from scratch. Vanessa: making me wish that Nick had practiced some compliments before he came out here tonight, because she looks so much better than “great”. Danielle M.: she is all those things before and she brought you maple syrup that she let you suck off her finger, and she wants to do a French toast showdown with you. I will say again, this is her you found the clue. Raven: pig suey, which will be her code name for the rest of the season. Jaimi: has some balls. (And a ticket home tonight!) Susannah: very excited beard massage. Josephine: cold hot dog in a book.
And now I need to excuse myself, because a new lead is developing, and its name is Red Dress. Approximately every woman in the room is wearing one, but no one can figure out why, which is when it comes in handy to have an amateur detective on the scene — red is a sexy color, Nick is the only Bachelor who’s ever spoken openly about sex on the show, you’re trying to show him that you’re similarly sex-positive and down to pound. There you go. That’s also why Lacey rode in on an actual camel, but at least she knew that. Feels good to have solved my first case, but now back to the larger mystery.
Or no, first back to the limo, where we’ve saved the best for last: Alexis in a full-body shark suit that she will swear all evening is a dolphin. All. Evening.
From my stakeout position in my car with a bag of donuts, Nick looks like just a regular guy, but I gather that he must be much, much more attractive in person, because it’s all the women can talk about throughout the cocktail party. Except Liz. All she can talk about is how she already knows Nick and how that’s sure to give her an advantage. (Safe to say that she’s not a pop culture detective, with that lack of deduction skills.) Then Nick comes in, and he explains the interrogation techniques he’s going to use on the suspects, and what he needs from them during their interviews. Everyone just be normal and be honest, and you can walk out of her with a rose and your freedom.
As any good interviewer knows, you need to keep your subject talking, so Nick spends most of the Cocktail Party nodding and smiling as an incomprehensible flood of details, dancing lessons, compliments, arm touches, forced laughter, and bizarre bags of tokens floods by.
And then there’s Vanessa, who is saying so many of the right things that I’m going straight to the agency tonight to run her credentials. There’s no way this isn’t another undercover agent, like me, trying to get closer to the story. She didn’t even want to come on the show, because her friend said there was no chance that Nick would ever be the Bachelor, so that friend signed her up anyway and then he was, can you believe it?? And they almost kiss, but then My Nanny Raquel is back, pulling her Olivia Caridi moves and trying to get that villain edit.
But luckily, Nick sees right through her conniving, and gently rejects her ploy to kiss — NO NO HE DOES NOT. OPPOSITE. I don’t know if my radio’s down or what, but I’m shouting “mayday” in this guy’s ear, and getting no response. You are actively kissing this girl back, what’s up? That’s not the clue! The clue is in another mouth! Also I’m getting the first indications that Nick might not be a reliable witness, because to kiss back that extensively and then later say how uncomfortable you were — while possible — is maybe just the teeeeeensiest bit misleading for My Nanny Raquel.
And back at the party, Hurricane Insecurity has made landfall, with many of the women realizing that they haven’t had time with Nick yet, and if they have, they haven’t touched his lips with their lips, and they still blending into the background with this red dress, my god. He’s getting grabbed, stolen, pulled aside, and pursued around the mansion grounds by roving packs of women with one eye on Nick and one on the First Impression Rose. And both eyes crying, if you’re Jasmine G., who was the first to shed tears.
The only person who isn’t concerned is my girl Alexis, who is clutching a drink in her fins, doing “dolphin calls”, dancing, and fully wading into the pool still fully clad in her shark costume, and proclaiming throughout that she’s a dolphin. With gills. And shark teeth.
On the opposite end of the spectrum is Liz, who is swiftly discovering that not only does Nick remember her, but he might not be thrilled to see her. You don’t want my number at the wedding when we bone, but all of a sudden I’m the Bachelor and you’re getting on a plane to LA? If Nick Viall is throwing out a “wrong reasons” flag, then I’ll follow his lead. Just please keep her around long enough that I can see the reaction of the other ladies when they find out that he’s already been inside one of the women in their midst, masquerading as a stranger.
Although I’m going to immediately take that back, because mere moments after having a charming, bubbly conversation with Wife, which is the code name I’ll be assigning to Danielle M. from now on, he goes in search of Rachel, to give her the First Impression Rose. I’m sure she’s a lovely lady, but even she seemed surprised to receive it. Although of course, no one could be more surprised than Corinne. But he gives her her rose and her smooch, and then we’re off to the Lineup. Which, I guess this programme calls the Rose Ceremony, but we both know what he means.
Rachel is already safe, so in order, the remaining roses go to: Vanessa, Danielle L., Christen, Astrid, Corinne (does it smell like producers in here, or is it just me?), Elizabeth, Jasmine G., Raven, Kristina, who was having a literal meltdown on-camera assuming that she was going home, Danielle M., Sarah, Josephine (we gotta get that slap in!), Lacey, Taylor, Alexis, who almost admitted she’s a shark, Hailey, Whitney, Dominique, Jaimi (balls and all!), Britney, annnnnnnnd drumroll please…Liz. So she got a pretty solid slap on the wrist for being shady, but my intuition tells me that Nick wants to know more.
And that means Olivia, Angela, Lauren, Briana, Jasmine B., Ida Marie, Susannah, and Michelle are the unlucky eight who have to walk outside in broad daylight and cry in front of the camera about being rejected by a man they don’t know after staying up all night and drinking wine while they wait to talk to him. What a world. Back inside, Nick promises a season of wonderful adventures, Corinne pledges allegiance to the villain edit, and Liz doubles down on her secret.
And out front, with the sun coming up and my limbs stiff from the night of surveillance, I squint at the remaining women. She’s still here, somewhere. It’s definitely Danielle M., but something tells me that this client is going to be my stubbornest yet. In the preview for the rest of the season, I’m seeing a whole lot of Corinne, endless tears, and a bunch of indications that Nick completely mishandles the Liz revelation, so I don’t have the most faith in his abilities right now.
Until next week, gumshoes. Keep your ears to the ground.
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Alexis Rhiannon (@mindtheclam) is a freelance writer and comedian who grew up in Portland, Oregon, and is now located in New York City. Her interests include reality television, bar trivia, pop culture conspiracies, and someday cleaning her apartment. She can be seen monthly at the improvised show Live Dubbed Sitcoms at Videology in Williamsburg.