Originating in the Netherlands, the programme’s format merely replicates a party game: a select few contestants amongst a group of adults become the titular “traitors” who collaborate to eliminate the others, in hopes of securing the prize funds exclusively for themselves. Anyone would assume a concept so simple runs risk of becoming dull across twelve episodes. Wrong.
Concluding in late January, the second season’s ratings confirm the show has been a hit with audiences. I, for one, can admit I have never felt such anticipation as on those glorious weekdays, knowing a round table awaited me in the evening. There are countless plausible reasons for this series' firm grip on the nation, it is almost impossible to know where to begin.
Naturally, Claudia Winkleman as a host is brought to attention. Already notorious for her staple fringe and orange complexion, the campest of winter fashion looks and morbidly blunt one-liners only elevated her appeal. And whilst her charm contributes greatly to the programme, it is the contestants for whom she evidently develops affection as the show progresses who truly captivate viewers at home.
It is the contestants for whom she evidently develops affection as the show progresses who truly captivate viewers at home.
The diverse cast, ranging between the ages of 21 and 67, are frankly the gift that keeps giving. Notably, Diane Carson, a retired teacher from Northern Ireland, has been received with adoration particularly amongst the gay community. I cannot begin to imagine just how many glasses of fizzy rosé have now been raised in her honour.
Perhaps the most special element of the casting is the authenticity of the people. Four weeks of watching genuine and relatable characters working towards one aim, albeit going slightly insane in the process, has been undoubtedly refreshing. The banishment-inducing nervous breakdown of Brian, a 33 year-old Glaswegian, during one intense conversation at the round table needs a mention here: some of us have never felt so seen.
Another highlight would be the last supper amongst finalists. At this point, viewers got to learn more about the personal lives of the few contestants left standing, including the fatal road accident Andrew experienced at the age of 21 and Mollie’s continual willpower in the face of an autoimmune condition. One of these being a traitor and the other a faithful also demonstrates the hopelessness of deciding which side to root for.
Every contestant seemed worthy of the winnings. That being said, Mollie still had me screaming at my TV in what was undeniably the most intense final since those of early X Factor seasons.
All things considered, I’m now off to binge both the US and Australia versions for even more murderous fix.
