It could so easily be nauseating, but the Fab Fives life-affirming makeover show still has a remarkable offering 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 maybe own? Will France grant 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 detecting he cherishes himself- but unavoidably, there will be a question, too, over whether it can still churn out the freshness it made where reference is firstly employed an up-to-date spin on its old guise, Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, during the early stages 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 call 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 revolutionary differences in the proposition: five homosexual souls, in differing tints of preposterous, manager to the midwest of America to meet people whose lives need shaking up and give them motivational lectures about self-worth and self-care while straightening up their appearance. There are still, however, attempts to widen the net- to make it only that little bit different.