Why is there such a disconnect between the real world and what we see on TV when it comes to real estate and the costs (and stressors) of putting a roof over your head?
On a recent episode of "And Just Like That..." Carrie (Sarah Jessica Parker) buys a light-filled apartment with a massive terrace and a view of the Hudson River. It's an antiseptic white box with floor-to-ceiling windows in a new building that presumably comes with all the expected amenities. What she's actually paying for this place is never mentioned - she's a wealthy widow, money is no object and she has high class real estate agent Seema (played by Sarita Choudhury) showing her only the best of the best. But a quick Google search found a comparable building with prices ranging between $2 million and $18 million and, eyeballing what we saw on screen, Carrie's place would probably land somewhere in the middle.
Here's how she talks about touring the apartment with her friends. "Guys, I just don't love it." Then don't buy it, one of them says. Weeelllll, Carrie reveals, she actually did buy it. "I had to. I have been dragging Seema around for three months. I have nitpicked my way through 46 apartments."
I can guarantee you no wealthy person said this ever. Nor felt a pang of guilt because their agent was spending an inordinate amount of time showing them property. I know this because I've watched enough of the real estate fantasies peddled on the Bravo reality shows "Million Dollar Listing" (there's both a New York and Los Angeles version) that I can assure you, not one client is worried about wasting anyone's time or money but their own. And their real estate agents put up with it because a six-figure commission is at stake. (Oh, right, the real estate agents are rich as well.)
By the end of the episode Carrie tells Seema: "I hate the new apartment." Then we'll sell it, comes the reply! And bloop, bloop, it's as easy as buying and returning something from a department store. No mention of all the closing costs and the possibility that she may lose money on what is essentially a flip. Nope, just she hates the fabulous apartment and no sweat, it's an easy fix.
The thing is, even when you're rich, there are all kinds of hassles and no shortage of haggling involved with buying and selling property, but like its predecessor "Sex and the City," the show functions as escapism; it was never not meant to be rooted in anything that resembles reality for most of us.
But "And Just Like That..." isn't an outlier. When you look around, television as a whole - be it scripted or reality - isn't particularly interested in capturing, or even incorporating, the headaches that come with housing, whether you rent or own, especially at a time when it's become increasingly more expensive to do either, even in regions that were once considered somewhat affordable.
The racism that shuts people out from being approved for apartments or loans, or the kinds of predatory housing contracts of the 1950s and '60s in Chicago that robbed Black families of between $3 billion and $4 billion? Rarely if ever threaded into the narrative.