Review of Taxicab Confessions

What's this complete bull about the passengers being fake? If they were truly acting, wouldn't they have been all over-theatrical with their hand gestures and phrasing? And if they had been actors, well law of averages dictates that at least one of them would have appeared in some crappy TV movie or play or something or outed the great non-existent secret of the show. And some of the other reviewers call it bad acting-but think about it for a second, if what their actually "acting" is normal, then it's actually damn good acting! And yeah, some of them do look at the camera, but they don't look at it and dart their eyes away, like they know they've made a mistake. Their eyes just sort of roll over where the camera happens to be. Bound to happen sometime. And also, oh, you met someone on the street that TOLD you it was fake. What are we like, supposed to just believe you? I call b******t on that! It was the real deal, sorry.:::2::: You saw and heard the weird, bizarre and unbelievable "confessions" of mostly ordinary people. Most of them taking place at night, and usually the folks were on their way to or from a nightclub, or just going home for the night. I think it was the fact that it was nighttime, and that they were usually going out for a night on the town that made the people so open with someone they knew they would probably never see again, and tell them things they normally wouldn't tell anyone. There were so many colourful and varied encounters. A few of the ones that really stick in my mind are: the one with the lesbian best friends who entertained the very happy driver by kissing and pressing their boobs together, a guy and his much older lover who appeared to have a quickie(!!!)on the backseat, a couple of very drunk small town girls who had won a trip to Las Vegas, a rich guy who claimed to have lived with tribes in Africa for a year, a hysterical encounter with this crazy Austrailian chick who kept slapping and abusing her meek, whiny rich boyfriend, a cop who confessed that the best part of his job was being allowed to carry a gun, and probably my favourite was the one with the cancer survivor cabaret singer, whom the driver got to do a little singing. That was a really uplifting one. It wasn't always about being raunchy or funny though, sometimes the "rides" could be seriously heart-wrenching, such as one where a beat-looking woman talked about the horrors of an abusive father and a brother who had recently died. Another was this burnt-down old alcoholic who was at first really aggressive and threatening to the female driver, but eventually mellowed out and was sobbing on her shoulder. There was just such a sheer realism and a depth of pain there that I feel just couldn't ever be faked. I wish them both the best...:::3::: Even if it was acting-which it wasn't, I personally don't give a s**t, it all somehow captured the essence of real life. That's why I rate this show so highly, because when I used to watch it, I felt as though I were watching life. Real, incredibly grim, pathetic, hilarious, and occasionally even beautiful-all the way to the f*****g bone, life. There's never been another reality show quite like this one, it was truly one of a kind, and still is. It was the ride of our lives...