This could have been a further maddening “Ooh, who’s that?” parlour game, but we are told from the outset that he was in The Hangover and has been shipped in from the US version of The Masked Singer. Someone has seen the need for a wild card, a cult hero, so the fourth member of the panel is Ken Jeong. Comedy?” she notes as a duck does a duck walk before desecrating Like a Virgin. Meanwhile, Davina McCall takes the mature approach and hunts for hidden clues: “Funny. “Who is this person?!” asks Rita Ora, watching a unicorn do Babooshka. “I recognise the voice, but I don’t know where from,” blathers Jonathan Ross, as a woman in a bee costume delivers a very decent Alive by Sia. That means the judging panel has a job that is too much even for the gang of silence-filling mercenaries The Masked Singer has recruited. Working out who an anonymised celeb is by listening to them speak would be hard enough doing it by scrutinising their singing is impossible. Oh God, who is safe? Who is in the bottom three? Wait. Or are they? We don’t know.)Īll talent shows feature a vote on who is through and who is in danger of leaving, which we get here – members of the studio audience have an app – with the customary reveal, stretched dramatically across a commercial break.
We are robbed of the chance to whoop as we witness, say, Moira Stuart hitting the high notes in Defying Gravity, or Sally Gunnell proving herself to be a tight rapper. They do that here, but since we don’t find out who they are until much later, we can’t enjoy the surprise. In Strictly Come Dancing or The X Factor: Celebrity, famous people who are not known as live performers show us how they handle themselves on stage. End-of-genre shows always grab fistfuls of concept from other programmes: the revolutionary twist in The Masked Singer is that the masks ruin everything.
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