On TVE, he has done the New Year’s Eve program for the twenty-fifth consecutive year. with the title The camelar gamethe common thread has been that of the popular Korean series The squid game. It has been a pleasure to see actor Jaime Ordoñez on screen again, this time as the sinister man in red. The premise of politicians trapped in a sinister game in exchange for votes has been a good common thread for some sketches that some have been better and others worse.
You can’t be brilliant for so many New Year’s Eves in a row, and although there have been some really good moments (the stopped train, the meeting of murderers), what you can most thank Mota for is trying—and managing—to make a program that doesn’t dance to the tune of power. He must be the only comedian aware that governments pass and that people deserve respect, no matter what they vote for. The end of the program (with a moment in verse accompanied by emotional music) was not as powerful as was intended. The most difficult thing about jokes is the punchline, especially if you want to transcend the humor itself.
La 2 has been around for years, and this year the network decided to give the format a spin. In recent seasons we have seen how those musical discoveries with ingenious posters gave way to a template that can be summarized as: well-worn music, posters about the artists’ outfits, and a catchphrase with the government that is at the same time conjunctural.
It is curious that the program that pays the worst for scripts on all television in Spain is the one that most wants to please those who commission them. On this occasion I hope that the emoluments have increased a little, because the brand Little pieces has expanded by making a fiction about musical programs. Ángel Carmona (host of the house on Radio 3) was involved in a spoof of Matrix—the two-thousandth saga par excellence—to recover music on television.
This initiative, as we have been repeatedly told, is in conjunction with a private company dedicated to organizing events. Pass if it is to recover the musical programs. Cachitos Love the twenties It has brought the nostalgia of the 2000s. For twenty-somethings it is the music of their childhood, and although it makes us feel older, we are also grateful that, for a year, we are not burned with the eighties and the Madrid scene. The space has had the playbacks from King Africa, Ketchup, Sonia and Selena or Rebeca among others. All of them have appeared as they are today, pretending to sing their greatest hits.
A bit like what happened in the eighties and nineties when our parents saw Celia Gámez singing the widows’ Java and let out a pious “But how old she is!” or the most devastating “But hadn’t he died?” If before dancers appeared dressed from the youth of the Dynamic Duo, here we have had an arrhythmic audience and somewhat uncoordinated dancers to bring us back to mind those mornings with Music Yes.
Meanwhile, Telecinco was broadcasting a Formigal advertorial presented by Sandra Barneda and Xuxo Jones. Why Xuxo Jones? It is only explained if a manager lost a bet in a poker game.
RTVE has finally decided to bet on live music. It has been with La Casa de la Música, a careful production broadcast on TVE and La 2 where established artists and emerging artists have performed in different parts of Spain. In addition to the beautiful version that one more year Ana Torroja has done it (while Nacho Cano did it on Telecinco and Cuatro; one with Ayuso and the other with José Pablo), now with Amaia back in the combo. A shame it was recorded; A great opportunity has been lost to see how Amaia left the others stranded live. The song began with “I believe in God, but in my own way.” You have to get closer to Hakuna, because Hakuna is close to the power that is coming, but without going too far, lest things go wrong later. Neither for you nor for me, everything means that Amaia gets crossed and changes her mind. I believe in God will be so pleasant not only for the fans of the group from San Sebastian, but also for the pilgrims of the next Javieradas.
The bells (the big part) have been divided between three options: Chenoa with the Estopa on TVE, Sandra Barneda and Xuxo Jones, on Telecinco and Cuatro; and Pedroche with Chicote on Antena 3 and La Sexta. A declaration of intent regarding reality television: here, no matter what you tune in, it’s all the same. I wish we could have seen the chimes with glasses They are alive (Carpenter’s, of course) to find out what the movie is about. the last-minute brownout that fell to them with the withdrawal of Buenafuente and Silvia Abril. Bravo for them.
As for Pedroche and Chicote, well, a little bit of the same as always, but now without competition: Chicote, in a suit, makes approximations of what the Vallecan woman can wear. She, with her eyebrows getting thicker, with a puffy cape (made with pieces of her previous suits), dedicating the suit and the “work” to the cause of the year (this time it was cancer) before giving the golden minute to everyone. holding. Like every year, Josie came telling us that it was going to be different and original. When the possibility of Pedroche appearing with a dress made of expired products from the vending machine from the Barajas airport, has surprised us (that is to say) with another variant of going naked. This New Year’s Eve it has appeared as the Pinito del Oro of recycling. The little stars of the black suit from the second year, the top of the boots from the year of Covid, and rhinestone pieces from other television moments. Well okay.
The Puerta del Sol chimes have been sponsored in some way by Netflix. The American platform has put the typography of Stranger Things in “Happy 2026” and the Madrid City Council has allowed it. In addition, it has included invasive graphics at the time of the turn of the year. An outrage that should not have been allowed, but this is what this New Year’s Eve was all about, that everything doesn’t matter. Perhaps it is because television is truly threatened by the streaming now that young viewers prefer to see twenty-something tax evaders bawling from their galactic chairs, or because another crisis like the one in 2009 is coming and we still haven’t realized it. How will things be if even Pedroche has to recycle the little fabric of his dresses.
