Posh Spice’s plan to do to America whatever the hell it was she did to the UK appears to have hit a few snags. Her reality show Victoria Beckham: Coming to America was cut from a miniseries to a one-hour special, and even that turned out to be a little too much Posh Spice for the American palate. The New York Post gave the show a rare zero-star review, slamming the show in about eight different directions before concluding,”You sit there slack-jawed at the gall of these people who think we are that stupid.” Amazingly, the New York Times agreed with the Post, saying:

If she can retain viewers past the first commercial break, then the results will be conclusive: either there is a vast, media-controlling conspiracy afoot, or there is no such thing as celebrity ditz-fatigue.

Breitbart has a roundup of the reviews, and agreement on the show’s unwatchability is virtually seamless. Meanwhile, the much vaunted Spice Girls reunion tour might not be the magic bullet for Posh’s image that she was hoping. The other Spices are already annoyed at Posh for her tour demands (including a separate dressing room, her own masseuse, stylist, and nutritionist, and a fleet of three jets for her entourage), and it didn’t help when David said the girls wouldn’t be staying at the mansion when the tour came to LA. Nor did Posh help matters by admitting she was making these outrageous demands in return for doing something she’s not very good at.

It would be nice if Posh and Becks made a success of life in LA. She might be a vulgar, idiotic barbie doll, but she’s still got more class and charm than Paris and any improvement would be welcome. Right now, though, Posh seems to be learning that you really can underestimate the taste of the American people.