Greg Davies is the anchor, but the guest hosts? A mixed bag. One week you get James Acaster, who looks like he’d rather be anywhere else. The next, you get Katherine Ryan, who scares the contestants into confessing crimes.
It feels less like a game show and more like a very aggressive dinner party. You know, the kind where your uncle ends up crying over a karaoke machine. But in a good way.
Also, can we talk about the graphics? They’ve gone full 90s arcade mode. Neon colours, glitchy text, and a theme tune that sounds like a dial-up modem on steroids. I love it. I hate it. I can’t stop watching.
Why this revival actually works
Here’s the secret: nostalgia usually ruins things. But Buzzcocks doesn’t rely on it. It relies on cruelty. Sweet, affectionate cruelty. The new series understands that we don’t need a “nice” music quiz. We need to watch a celebrity try to remember a lyric from 2003, fail, and then get roasted by a comedian.
Also, the music industry has changed so much since the 2000s. The show now makes fun of TikTok stars, AI-generated pop songs, and streaming wars. It’s like a time capsule that got hit by a meme truck.
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And the contestants? They’re in on the joke. Most of them, anyway. Some of them look genuinely horrified. That’s the magic. Will they laugh? Will they cry? Will they storm off? Tune in to find out.
