A collage of facial expressions interspersed with images of meat, usually being fried in a pan, is enlivened yearly by the addition of celebrities to Masterchef, the television show where cookery becomes competitive cuisine.
I remember when it was a staid affair, with Lloyd Grossman offering gentle feedback against a neutral backdrop of dark grey and blue tones. The contestants murmured in response to whatever he said, smiled politely, and shuffled off when it was their time to do so. They certainly didn’t look tearfully into the eyes of an invisible interviewer and seem to hold back sobs of anger as they confessed to making mistakes in previous episodes (Christine Hamilton).
