Horrendous state of late night television affairs exist now past midnight. Once the haven for misread shows and science fiction, it suffers a state of being as a landscape for hapless mung beans to throw their money away.
Brand new to the scum filter and with four hosts to boot. Vague and squinty, it's like the producers sat around cutting up women's magazines for what appears on the graphics. Angie Richards, Charlotte Connell and Steven O'Donnell stand by often fuzzy clues. One such being the hard to even see Odd One Out where the clarity of the board equals a crap shoot. Nobody really pays much attention to a zoo theme. Not with a couple of the girls in sarongs and grass walled huts.
Amy "No Lips" Parks, Nikki "Get me on the bloz" Osborne, and Brodie Young continue playing with extremely vague of mind guessing games. Time between callers is at least shorter and rather quick compared to the others. Doesn't make up for the fact that they'll have people calling in one after the other guessing the wrong answers just given. Or that the correct answers are extremely obscure for even sane trivia minds.
Simon "Hotdogs" Deering is back and with, at least from the first return night, a co-host by the name of Chrissy. No real effort in watching this game beyond getting on. They just stumble all over the set giving away the answers. Time between calls is long and forever. And when the callers do call up, with the many prompts of the right answer, no certainty in hanging up a winner. At least of all the three, this show seems to have the most fun with the format.
No more back hand love for the Trekkies, Letterman fans or ardent viewers of leather strung dramas with this apparent money grabbing trend in late night.
Wednesday, 2 August 2006 - 10:40
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