Characters as ancient and iconic as Anne Igartiburu, Ramón García or Ana Obregónthe millionaire and intense tacky Cristina Pedroche It is the closest thing to a traditional television farewell to the new year. He has been with the dress joke for ten years.
Polarization prevents half of the population from listening to Mecano’s classic and criticize with resignation the presenter who screws up by confusing the quarters with the bells.
For many, the star is Broncano, and his troupe is that extraordinary comedian called Lalachus whose speech has unfortunately been built thanks to the despicable disqualifications of the unpresentable who highlight their obvious overweight. But now everything is anger and giving your opinion can condemn you..
Pedroche bores with his incoherence between undressing or playing with the idea that he can do it and then exhibiting his intense and annoying speech about how he is a victim of things, whatever it is that torments the millionaire wife of that rare genius of gastronomy who is the namesake of his wife’s rival in the Gate of the Sun.
New Year’s Eve in Spain is a traditional painting retouched with sequins, sentimental speeches and the unavoidable question: What channel will we say goodbye to the year with? What was once an automatic decision (La 1, by tradition and because the command was already buried in dustbins and blankets), today has become one more torture between brothers-in-law and families that would make Sisyphus himself pale.
On the one hand, there are Cristina Pedroche and Alberto Chicote, who have become the godfathers of the New Year for those who feel that living on the edge of modernity means see a presenter dressed as a Tiffany lamp while a chef (who is not her husband) explains how to cut grapes without slicing your finger. On the other hand, this year Spanish Television, that grandmother who strives to look cool, has decided to send Broncano and Lalachus to the ring, because nothing says “we will enter 2025 with elegance” like two comedians ready to turn Puerta del Sol into a monologue stand-up.
The chimes of the audience
What was once an almost sacred ritual has become a media circus where networks fight over the “grape quota.” In this context, Cristina Pedroche has been triumphing for a decade with a show as predictable as it is inevitable: His costumes, increasingly more conceptual and less textile, seem designed to make the audience go into tachycardia before twelve o’clock arrives. At his side, Alberto Chicote, a culinary healer turned master of ceremonies, tries to make everything have an air of normality, as if what was happening was a conversation between any two people and not a postmodern liturgy for an entire country. We don’t rule out anything.
Meanwhile, Spanish Television, that institution that decades ago stood out as the only option, has been forced to reinvent itself with strategies that oscillate between desperation and bravery. This year, their bet is a duo that seems to have been taken from a bar in Malasaña: Broncano and Lalachus, cult figures for young people who consider that watching live television is retro and who need to say “uncle” at the end of sentences to empathize
Tradition or provocation?
The dilemma is not minor: Choose Pedroche and Chicote to see a show where the important thing is not the bells, but the costume (or its absence)? Betting on Broncanowho will probably spend half the night making fun of the public who still takes this grape thing seriously?
Pedroche, of course, has his own epic. She arrived at Antena 3 as a viral phenomenon and, over the years, has proven to be an impeccable strategist. Each dress of hers is a doctoral thesis on how to keep an entire country debating between applause and indignation. “What is he wearing?” Millions ask themselves, while Chicote, oblivious to the collective delirium, continues reciting the steps to avoid choking on the grapes.
On the other hand, Broncano and Lalachus represent the props of the posturing counterculture that, paradoxically, is now mainstream. Its mission is to recover the ground lost by La 1 with a formula that mixes ironic humor and youthful ease. Many of Broncano’s numerous fans are probably busy recording TikToks or posting anti-Pablo Motos memes instead of paying attention.
The expectations trap
The irony is that, in both cases, the moment of the grapes always takes a backseat. Either because Pedroche is dressed in a philosophical concept or because Broncano is doing the same thing as always. The countdown is relegated to a procedure. The essence of the Chimes, that pagan tradition of looking at the entire country together at a clock while the entire population chews in unison, has been replaced by a show designed for the next day, when headlines and memes invade social networks.
Between the bad and the worst
So, At this point, the election seems like a condemnation. If you opt for Antena 3, you will be immersed in a show that combines empty luxury and showcase surrealism. If you bet on Televisión Española, you run the risk of Broncano making an inside joke that only he and his colleagues from La Resistencia understand, while Lalachus becomes the queen of improvised chaos.
But here we are, like every year, facing the same dilemma. Because, in the end, the important thing is not whether Pedroche is wearing a dress or a string theory, nor whether Broncano manages to make someone over 45 laugh. All we want is to reach minute 00:01 and toast, even if it’s just to having survived the most unnecessary show of the year. And, hopefully, the grapes don’t choke us. Whatever you do, don’t miss Cachitos de iron y chrome in La 2.
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