I enjoy watching MasterChef, but I’ve had this nagging feeling that I can see ‘behind the curtain’ so to speak. A friend emailed a link to this article on SMH.com.au (Why MasterChef treats us like idiots). A lot of it rings true for me.
The first thing that didn’t feel genuine for me this year was the ‘too-well-picked’ final 24. It felt like they were chosen to cover all demographics, rather than best 24 cooks. Mum, check, Italians, check, Greek boy, check, Hippy vegetarian, check, Blue collar bloke, check, Moody guy check, Young guy, check check. Young girls, check. Rock star, check. Asian, check. Gay Asian, check …
Then it started to feel like they were concentrating on the emotions more than the food.
Next the challenges were becoming too bizarre. Aussie icons, molecular gastronomy, Heston Blumenthal creations. Hey it’s amazing and quirky, but it’s lost touch with the viewer. There is no way I’ll make a lot of those things, it’s hard enough recreating Poh’s dishes from last year.
Maybe MasterChef is like Kevin Rudd. I think its losing its appeal and may not make it past a third year. Pity as I really liked it.