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Drink Masters: the Netflix show that’s like a boozy Bake Off – for dreadful people

- Stuart Heritage

I’ve never been to a Netflix commission­ing meeting, but at this stage I’m largely convinced that it just takes the form of a massive tombola filled with every conceivabl­e profession on Earth. The drum gets spun, a profession is drawn out, then Netflix goes and makes a televised competitio­n show about it. In recent years the platform has given us programmes about fashion design, metalwork, glass-blowing, flower arranging and (many, many times over) cookery. If we play our cards right, who knows what might be next? Scaffoldin­g? Goat herding? Chartered accounting?

For now, though, we will have to make do with the latest entry: a mixologist competitio­n show entitled Drink Masters. This, you have to admit, represents something of an open goal. After so many endless programmes about food, it is slightly baffling to realise that nobody ever thought to make a show about drinks. What could possibly have been stopping them?

Well, on the basis of Drink Masters, quite a few things. The show apes The Great British Bake Off, in that it gathers a number of contestant­s in a studio and slowly whittles them down with a number of theme-based challenges. But The Great British Bake Off isn’t popular because it’s about food. No, it’s popular because it’s lovely. The people are lovely, the food is lovely, and there’s an all-encompassi­ng air of camaraderi­e that permeates every second on-screen.

However, Drink Masters is a show about mixologist­s, a profession that doesn’t usually scream “lovely”. In fact, judging by the people they have picked, what it screams is “wild, untrammell­ed egomania”. Almost without exception, the contestant­s here have a cartoonish­ly high opinion of themselves. Lots of beards. Lots of hats. So many semiironic statement glasses. One of them speaks only in the third person. It is as if Urban Outfitters developed a personalit­y-manipulati­ng brain implant, and these people happened to be its test subjects. In this sense, Drink Masters acts as a form of public service. After all, if these people are on television, it means they aren’t boring the pants off someone who has accidental­ly made eye contact with them at a house party.

Minimal camaraderi­e, too. Within minutes of the show starting, a pair of hipster edgelords are at each other’s throats about who gets to use a certain ingredient. It’s a weird throwback to a far worse time, like the greatest reality show that 2007 never produced. You keep expecting Donald Trump to waltz in and foul things up, not least because of the gratuitous gold leaf that gets slung about the place willy-nilly.

Which isn’t to say that Drink Masters is entirely without worth. Yes, the format is stale. Yes, the contestant­s are annoying. But at least the production design is decent. Lots of these Netflix reality shows look as if they were filmed on the cheap in a basement – in terms of presentati­on, Is It Cake? was essentiall­y a hostage video – but Drink Masters is set in a veritable cathedral. It is an enormous bar, with every spirit imaginable reaching all the way up to the ceiling. If nothing else, it is quite

nice to look at.

And it turns out there is an unexpected element of danger to making cocktails. One poor guy in episode one is so insanely hapless that he drops a gigantic chunk of dry ice into his cocktail before serving it to the judges. The genuine fury on their faces, as they explain that this is less a drink and more a documented case of attempted murder, is weirdly pleasing to watch.

I can’t work out why Drink Masters didn’t land with me as well as I would have liked. Perhaps it isn’t my cup of tea. Or perhaps the timing is exceptiona­lly bad; I don’t know if anyone is eager to watch a show about wildly expensive drinks at a time when people can’t afford to heat their own homes.

Either way, it’s worth checking out at least an episode. If you can stomach any more than that without tuning out owing to the format’s sheer punishing repetition, you’re a better person than me. Perhaps the scaffoldin­g series will be better.

 ?? Masters. Photograph: Courtesy of Netflix ?? ‘There is an unexpected element of danger to making cocktails’ … a contestant on Drink
Masters. Photograph: Courtesy of Netflix ‘There is an unexpected element of danger to making cocktails’ … a contestant on Drink
 ?? Photograph: Courtesy of Netflix ?? Getting steamy … putting the finishing touches to a cocktail in Drink Masters.
Photograph: Courtesy of Netflix Getting steamy … putting the finishing touches to a cocktail in Drink Masters.

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