When people ask me about my favorite television show, my mind immediately goes to one thing.
Here are my predictions.
Picture this: a group of rich ladies with bouffant blow-dried hair saying things like Lets get bloody sozzled!
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before having fights in Michelin-starred restaurants as menacing piano music plays in the background.
c’mon, can they just release an updated version of this?
So we can expect a bit of that, but the London version.
As I said, casting is not yet complete, so all of this is conjecture.
(In pure camp, the essential element is seriousness, a seriousness that fails.
Of course, not all seriousness that fails can be redeemed as camp.
I can hardly wait.
