Gleeful glimpses of the rich and famous
British-born interviewer’s show gave the middle class a taste of ‘caviar dreams’
Robin Leach, a British-born TV personality and unapologetic practitioner of “Jacuzzi journalism” whose long-running show Lifestyles of the Rich and
Famous ogled the world’s most conspicuous consumers consuming conspicuously, died Aug. 23 at a hospital in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. He was 76.
The cause was a stroke, his family said in a statement. With his thinning hair, paunch, elfin grin and tendency to speak in a quasi-Cockney tongue at carnival-barker volume, Leach was few people’s idea of an urbane sophisticate or a blow-dried television host. He called himself “the most unlikely star in the world.”
Yet as a veteran gossip writer and son of a London vacuum company manager, he understood better than most the success-obsessed middle class and, in his exclamatory catchphrase, their “champagne wishes and caviar dreams!” He offered voyeuristic access to the decadent playgrounds of the 1 per cent, from Hollywood to the Riviera, and he packaged it as a veneration of free-market, up-by-your-bootstraps capitalism.
“What Robin Leach presented is an incredibly seductive batch of cultural catnip,” said television and pop-culture scholar Robert Thompson. “However much you may think it’s terrible to feature people with way more than their share of the resources of the Earth, it is really fun to watch how incredibly luxuriously it is possible to live as a human being.”
Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous began its 11-year run in syndication in 1984. It was picked up by more than 200 stations, and such was its penetration that, in some markets, it was broadcast seven days a week, often multiple times a day, beaming garish displays of Croesus-like wealth into millions of living rooms.
Over 60 minutes — later reduced to 30 — Leach interviewed actors, models, industrialists and anyone else with a net worth above $50 million (the minimum cut-off ). He delivered bromides in breathless tones, promising Lifestyles viewers “another journey with the most envied people in the world” and admission to “the homes of the world’s elite ... where winning at the top is the ultimate victory.”
“I believe in talking in 96point,” he told the New York Times, referring to the font size of banner tabloid headlines. “… I love clichés. I love alliteration. On television, you can wrap your tongue around clichés and aggressive verbs.”
Cameras lingered worshipfully over the rococo and the vulgar. In the $10 million home of the Vegas animal-act duo Siegfried and Roy, Leach marvelled at their replica of a section of the Sistine Chapel over the bar. One Australian business magnate had a dining room with a wall that opened to reveal a private bullring. Another episode featured a 120-foot-long limousine modified to fit a hot tub and a helicopter landing pad.
The show traded skin-deep access for celebrity brandbuilding, letting supermodels present themselves as relatable homebodies and showcasing the profanely rich as humble. A segment on Adnan Khashoggi, the checkered Saudi arms mer- chant and notorious playboy, described him as “a pure monetary force, the golden artery feeding the world’s biggest deals” and “a surprisingly private family man.”
Television critics feasted on what they regarded as a cultural carcass ripe for picking.
“The onslaught of the superficial is reaching absurd proportions,” Times reviewer John J. O’Connor wrote, noting how the success of People magazine had helped spawn imitators in print and on air.
But Lifestyles, he concluded, dispatched the competition with its “almost fanatical preoccupation with money and/or power.”
He was name-checked in rap songs as a byword for showy affluence. He endured so long that two Saturday Night Live comedians — Harry Shearer and later Dana Carvey — satirized him.
Leach said he was not amused — but only because the lampoon didn’t go far enough. It “could have been rougher and ruder,” he told The Washington Post. “I mean, if you’re really going to savage me, savage me. I mean it’s a perfect thing to par- ody, isn’t it?” Robin Douglas Leach was born in London on Aug. 29, 1941. In his teens, he wrote feature stories for the Harrow Observer in his northwest London neighbourhood and discovered that readers responded to hyperbole. Covering a garden show, he told the Tribune, “I’d go to find the largest cabbage or the biggest squash or the yellowest yellow corn.
“I knew everybody loved to read about the largest, the biggest, the best, no matter what it was.”
Survivors include three sons from a marriage that ended in divorce.
After Lifestyles went off the air, Leach parlayed his association with the luxe life into work promoting a Florida-based travel service offering “dream vacations”: “Bahamas cruises” that in reality were a daylong ferry ride with “Las Vegasstyle” bingo.
Leach subsequently became a Vegas Strip habitué. With his ever-present cigar and goblet of white wine, he haunted casino nightclubs, hosted charity auctions, and promoted hotels and restaurants. He appeared on local entertainment TV shows, wrote columns for Vegas papers and became a blogger.
Leach said that his defining legacy — Lifestyles — was meant as a paean to the rewards of hard work, although it opened the door to even gaudier displays of opulence, including on MTV’s mansion-touring show Cribs and anything starring the Kardashians. On reflection, he told the Times in 2014, his show seemed almost quaint and restrained. “Now you have Kim Kardashian having her private area waxed on camera,” he said. “Disgusting.”