The secret recipe of India’s Got Latent was that it was a show of losers.
Contestants so bad at their craft or so egoistic, that nobody felt bad roasting them, judges were struggling people who were also funny, weirdos you could make fun of. It was a pretty irreverent vibe.
Then Netflix came onboard, and probably the makers of this thought of making this India’s got Talent. And it started inviting winners. High profile celebs, with a carefully curated image. Even the contestants were picked who could sing well, do stuff well. People with already a large fan following on Instagram. People who were self aware. Then it became difficult to make fun of this ensemble. It started getting awkward.
High profile celebs need tutoring to be funny, they need jokes fed to them, so they roast Samay with an FIR/Supreme court/Kashmiri Pandit joke almost as a gag reflex. It stopped being funny one season ago.
The show still survives due to the quick wit of Samay Raina. Everything else is dragging it down.
Consider the Bottle Gourd.
If you had even the slightest bit of good taste, you'd probably consider it with a scowl, because its legendary watery blandness required coconut, chillies, tamarind and pure desi parental emotional blackmail to turn remotely palatable.
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