It could so easily be nauseating, but the Fab Fives life-affirming makeover show still has a striking knack for staying the right side of saccharine
After two wonderful, weepy, life-affirming seasons of Queer Eye( Netflix ), there were bound to be questions about longevity. How many more the National T-shirts could Antoni possibly own? Will France leave its namesake Tan honorary citizenship for pioneering the French Tuck? Can avocados ever be the only ingredient in a recipe? I would gladly take an endless number of its makeovers- there’s nothing more heartwarming than a lumberjack discovering he desires himself- but inevitably, there will be a question, very, over whether it can still churn out the freshness it accompanied where reference is first introduced an up-to-date spin on its old guise, Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, at the start of 2018.
The Fab Five do not balk at fridges full of leftovers on the turn, or T-shirts that have long since missed their name as a dishrag, and for this third season, they have pointed that can-do attitude towards their own format. That’s not to say there are any radical differences in the premise: five gay servicemen, in disagree subtleties of preposterous, brain to the midwest of America to meet people whose lives need shaking up and give them motivational address about self-worth and self-care while tidying up their figure. There are, nonetheless, attempts to widen the net- to make it merely that little bit different.