Fancy, swirling camerawork and speedy cutting create a frenzied energy that was lacking in the 2007 live show. We do get close-ups that reveal some information -- like, nobody was really naked onstage; they wore codpieces -- but don't reveal much else. Like, with all those video angles, why can't we be treated to a peekaboo or two? The men may not be great (or even good) dancers, but they're spectacular eye candies. Smooth butts are in ample supply, and they beg for rewind-and-pause. The program itself is hit-and-miss, but I want to watch another show like it.