..were idly doing nothing when producers wandered past. They first looked upon their offers with a loathing undisguised. Then said, "What the Hell, we'll do it. Perhaps careers can be revived."
I practically forced myself to finally watch "The Masked Dancer" last night. Trivial, ridiculous, outlandish, boring and worst of all, phony, is how I would review the show, in the unlikely scenario of my ever being asked.
All the overdone costuming, and the complexity of supposedly hidden clues which lead the one-time celebrities to speculate as to who the dancer could possibly be. One of the panelists, the annoying Dr. Ken, maybe, says something like "In the contestant's next to last video, I saw a T written on her costume, so that leads me think she may be a Tik-Tok artist." We all know who that could be. A number of their projected guesses are of people I've never heard of, though that would be my shortcoming. And all that talk, talk, talk...Not to mention, the camera-fades to members of the audience whose facial expressions reflect the intensity of their emotions. Could they have been coached? This show was billed as the Finale. The competing top 3 were indeed well-known celebrities. They must feel embarrassed.
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