The Helene Fischer show must have been invented at Christmas. Late on Boxing Day, when the stomach bubbling like a cauldron brackish primordial soup because it was filled in the last three days in any order and constantly with chocolates, brawn, mulled wine, goose, Kardinalschnitten, pig snout and butter cream cake. Super Show concept must be a festtagsgedunsener television man have thought when he wampig and sleepless rolled over in bed: Just throw everything together, pop and operetta and Schlager and nuns singing and ballet Boxer and talking turtles and raucous weatherman.
Always so pure! Digested then tomorrow
Depending on the flavor of the observer, the annual Fischer-performance show was so well in their latest edition either a filled of candied show designers great grab bag -. Or an endless series of Oh-no-she-did ‘t moments. Presumably, the Fischer-show is the only TV reserve for the classic show staircase and oily gallants who lead the main character in the evening of said stairs to the stage. All in white, clothed with short cape, Helene Fischer works at the beginning of her show a little like a superhero: Asepto-Girl, you take
In a frantic pace is it then across the genres, how to make it! knows of their shows, the fishermen sing and play bakes with all those who are not on the Christmas tree at three: Peter Maffay, Take That, various musical casts, Queen, Arctic Monkeys, ventriloquist dolls, amateur musical TV meteorologists. The only link is itself a strange oldish concept as the Peter-Alexander-show.
And then Udo Jürgens
Everything rehearsed perfect, perfectly sung, but some things hard to bear, because the innocence of Alexander television season is just long gone, those fresh gebadetete Salzstange bliss, the last “Wetten, dass ..” in the final issue of summoned so penetrating that they were thought to feel at home on the sofa phantom terry on the skin.
Adult man with mouse ears and ass costumes, completely surprising performances by completely unplanned guests times now urge the presenter really totally unprepared for common Sangesnummer, a man who makes a turtle doll in wedding dress a request – amazed looketh If this show exhibits from last unzynischen times, and Helene Fischer gently rubs a little lard ointment on the roughened viewers heart. That fits, because without her now oviposited Cape sees her white outfit obenrum a little slutty nurse from Carnival.
Somewhere in the middle then Udo Jürgens.
Carefully appears that the show was recorded two weeks ago, and then it grabs you by all the Asepto perfection and the Backgroundtänzergepuschele but then when he simply sits at the piano and rows sings of which suddenly each almost absurd meaningful sounds, “And I tear ‘certainly no more trees from / But I want and will also grow some.” Then Helene Fischer “Merci Cherie” sings, and Udo Jürgens gets wet eyes.A nice, quiet moment show, actually, this is also with in it in the wild mixture. Like Fischer schnickschnack free “True Colours” -Duett with sister Cristina, who recently won the singing competition “The Voice of Italy”.
Of course, the song over, she has to sing
But then it goes on once again in the I-can-everything-I-flag Happy program, and in fact can and knows Helene Fischer yes actually it all: she loves the band Evanescence and singing their hit “Wake me up”, she loves fighting movies like “Blood Sport” and sings with a boxing Kaputzenmänner Ballet and Apollo Creed cast with ratchet-and-off-knit pants a little bit from the musical “Rocky”. Then seems Sometime in show history actually EVERYTHING possible, and mentioned as Fischer World Cup ceremony in Berlin, one is almost disappointed that now not actually the national team in dancing in glitter shirts and samba steps to revive the ancient tradition of singing football team again.
Of course, at some point the song become Damoklasschwert the evening falls “Breathless through the night,” she must bring, even if Helene Fischer should come out her mega hit even before the ears. She sings it in a medley of 14 different styles of music, Country, Latin, rockabilly, reggae and so on, basically missing at the end only a Crazy Frog version and a gehupte of seals variant.
After about two hours, Helene Fischer abseils then from the ceiling down, in a red skintight suit, such as Britney Spears anno 2000. This is the moment in which the rest of the family closed leaves the living room (excuse : second dinner), but it even has any reluctance since long given up and wants now almost, the show would never stop would always conjure more absurd guests and dancing and costumes from the hat.
TV meteorologists in the car tuned playback debacle
Sometime around 23 Clock – the lacking in family had just guiltily handed a liver sausage by a crack open living room door – it is then fully arrived safely in the realm of the absurd: Five TV meteorologists various stations sing songs with weather issues. “I’m walking on sunshine”, “She’s like the wind”, a car tuned playback debacle. Last we saw something at the “Blue Boar”, where also always athletes or actors were forced to self-referential singular vocal numbers.
Then it’s over, after hours, many light days at Christmas so you lose a little bit like the sense of time. How satiety, too. At the end of a long evening are the hashtags “#HeleneFischerShow” and “#vollgefressen” along the top of the Twitter trends, a beautiful, harmonious appearance.
And the gastric juice is bubbling softly one last “Breathless” version.
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