Tonight We Dine In Hell, for the Third Season
In a world where reality TV is sucking all the brain cells out of American viewers, leave it to a British Chef to rescue us form the boredom that we have been subjected to for years. Yes, Reality TV is a, well, horrible reality. Every station on the tube is pumping out any drivel they can splice together and trying to get us hooked on their brand of bullshit now-a-days. In their attempts to entertain us we have been subjected to such eye gouging classics as Temptation Island, The Mole, every season of Survivor after the first, The Moment of Truth (which is sort of a reality game but that not withstanding sucks), Big Brother, Surreal Life, Celebrity Fit Club, Joe Millionaire, Unan1mous (yes, the “one” is intentional), and the list goes on and on and on. We are also staring down the barrel of the reality sphincter because from what I have seen things are about to get a whole lot worse. Apparently there will be a new show coming later this year, and the title… “Paris Hilton's My New BFF”, only divine intervention can save us because I feel this show may actually be the beginning of the Biblical apocalypse. I can GUARANTEE you that we will keep tabs on this upcoming blight on American culture and report on it for you.
So, back to the review, April 1st brought not just great pranks and tricks played on friends and loved ones, but also the triumphant return of Chef Ramsay and his mega awesome show, “Hell’s Kitchen”. Season three looks as if it is going to be full of all the swearing and ball busting tirades we are used to and the show delivered brilliantly from the start when Chef Ramsay actually threw up into a trash can right after tasting Jason’s signature dish. From throwing over cooked chicken against the wall to referring to the cooks as “donkey’s” I am anticipating many hours of chuckles as Gordon widdles down the wanna-be executive chefs to finally declare a winner (with a $250,000 grand prize at stake) while teaching them the not so delicate side of the culinary arts.
If you have not yet treated yourself to Hell’s Kitchen, triple dog dare yourself to sit through it, yes your ears will be bleeding despite the bleeped out curse words, but I assure you it’s a ride worth taking.
Official ITD Rating: Five non-slip treaded chef boots up the ass out of five!