Drag me to Dinner should be grated into digital compost. And relegated to the dustbin of demeaning drag history, dietarily unfit as it is for human consumption. Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka should be ashamed to inflict this obvious vanity project upon us. Contrived would be generous criticism of this awful presentation. Inartfully constructed as a themed dinner party competition, an ostensibly promising premise descends into a dumpster dive of depravity and debauchery, but depressingly unfunny. Harris and Burtka have absolutely no clue about what contemporary drag is and drive what should be a talent showcase off the stage and down the drain. Everything feels forced and overacted, like vaudeville gone wild. Screaming slapstick sadly stifles anything potentially clever or witty. Do yourself a favor and don't dine on this disaster... just dash away as fast as you can.
Review of Drag Me to Dinner
