OK, I'll go ahead and join in on the ass-kicking Osmond's Pyramid. :-) The Brits are in for a real treat! Hehe.
I, for one, hated the TV screens. I think most of the people who WOULD have watched Pyramid (and thus made it a ratings winner) actually like the trilons. I don't understand modernizing things for the sake of modernizing itself. But this is not a matter of opinion -- I'm sure there are those who liked the TV screens. By the way, I didn't bitch and moan when Vanna got the touch-screens -- I'm all for updating if it ADDS to the game, which the touch screens did, by introducing Toss-Ups, which spread the money around more. But the "trilons in the Winner's Circle" thing is such a part of pop culture ("Things that are Comcastic", anyone?) that I think having graphics of "What Tom Cruise Might Say" superimposed on the screen made it seem slightly.......sterile. Not friendly. Yes, to who said it seemed like TRL.
Also, the Winner's Circle was all about drama. This is why the show was successful. The damn clock added all the drama in the world on the 80's versions! In the Osmond version, when they put in a SILENT clock but with very yucky sounding synthesized music underneath it, the whole thing just seemed very....hollow.
And don't even get me started on how dense the celebs were, and how iffy the judging was. I loved how strict the Clark/Davidson versions were -- they watched you like a freaking hawk. "Sag" for "droop"? ZAP. "Revolver" fpr "Parts of a Gun"? ZAP. I saw an eppy of the Clark version today when Nathan Cook started to move a bit in the WC on "What a Belly Dancer Might Say". Of course, he got zapped. I think the Osmond Pyramid's judge would have let Nathan do an entire hula dance (and they would have provided the music! LOL).
They could have done it right, but they screwed everything up. I'm exactly the kind of demo they want too, and one who would be inclined to watch their show: a 18-49 male with expendable income who loves freaking game shows. But even *I* couldn't care about this version. I watched it for Vicki Lawrence and Dick Clark, and that was about all I could stand. Adios, amigo.