When The Masked Singer was first announced I originally thought it was a dumb idea. I’m not a fan of Nick Cannon or any of the panelist, so whenever something huge happened on the show I’d read the spoilers because I thought I’d never watch the show anyhow. I am not a fan of reality TV, most of the time I’m not interested in the toxicity and drama that Hollywood concocts for cheap views and clickbait.
However, a couple of months ago, I thought I’d give it a chance because I was out of shows to binge or rewatch and I became hooked. Once you get over the initial weirdness, this show has a lot to say about the difference between celebrity and average people as well as the older legends trying to stay relevant to the newer generation.
The optimistic part of me is hopeful that what these masked celebrities are telling in their clue packets are genuine, that we all have doubts, self-esteem issues, or that we all feel like the black sheep in a group of people. The cynical part of me says that the producers and writers are just putting in those manufactured emotions in order to tell a story where they can place the clues throughout.