This is like the chef version of that dumb-ass movie where a guy keeps shouting at a drummer to make him play better.
It's what Guy Ritchie would turn in if asked to do a show on a mom-and-pop sandwich shop, but make it interesting. Not knowing how to make anything interesting other than drizzling testosterone over a bunch of murderous wise guys talking smack and getting in each other's faces, he at first didn't know what to do.
Then, he snorted 50 g of cocaine and realized, "Hey! I CAN do the same thing I always do!"
The studio execs loved it, because they were retards dealing with a retard, and they knew their audience were retards, too, and here we are.
Retarded shit for retarded pigs. It's 2024.

first episode in and i'm already hooked! most of my experience of watching this is just me forgetting to breathe for long periods of time. definitely recommend!