I actually watched Legends of the Hidden Temple. A lot. Monday through Friday. It was a routine. I desperately wanted to be on the show, to run the Temple Run. It was like Indiana Jones for tweens. What I didn’t realize at my impressionable age is that it was a trial of public humiliation and shame. Courtesy SB Nation:
Emotionally fragile children were prodded through a disorienting maze in which they were expected to fulfill not-specific-enough instructions and complete a ridiculous array of trial-and-error puzzles within three minutes, a time constraint so overbearing that roughly 75 percent of the contestants failed. Also, adults in costumes would jump out and scare them at random, putting a sudden, and completely unfair, end to a strange, televised day of answering trivia questions and completing Double-Dare-ish puzzles that suddenly unfolded into this ... this labyrinthine, frustrating, humiliating nightmare, in front of us all.
This has got to be the most unfair, cruel, and hilarious game show ever, and the fact that a host in safari shorts is announcing the kids every misstep makes it worse. The chances are high that every one of those poor kids are now in therapy.