Sunday is full of chin-stroke provoking TV, so it's really nice to see some unabashed trash thrown in the mix. If Lifetime's The Client List makes good on the promise last night's premiere suggested, it is bound to become the Showgirls of television. Here is is in a nutshell: Jennifer Love Hewitt gives handjobs and speaks in a slight Southern accent.

Love plays the almost-pornily-named Riley Parks, who's forced to become the breadwinner of the family when her husband can't find work. She gets a job at a massage parlor (The Rub) and soon comes to find that the girls who do best there are those who give their clients a little something "extra" ("extra" is the show's favorite euphemism but far from its only one). She resists until her husband leaves and she's really strapped for cash/stripped of her moral obligations. At that point, she starts stroking off improbably beautiful, cut-up dude after improbably beautiful dude. She's getting paid to handle dick that's attached to gods and we're supposed to feel bad for her? Pshaw. I'm jealous.

There's a parade of unlikely faces (Cybill Shepherd? Loretta Devine?). Ridiculous dialogue abounds (you'll hear it above), but the show is at least slightly admirable for presenting sex work not as living misery, but as something that the women doing it enjoy and can laugh about. On the other hand, I didn't see a pitched tent all night. A little more erection realness would go a long way. I mean, come on: it's cable.