The show is filmed in and around the Munchies kitchen at Vice’s Williamsburg office. If “_, That’s Delicious” was Bronson’s travel show, “Untitled” is a reverse travel show - everything comes to him. (He’s also been the perpetually-stoned host of “Traveling the Stars: Ancient Aliens with Action Bronson and Friends,” a study in meta- and anti-television.) He has already been an anchor on “_, That’s Delicious,” which trailed him on gastronomic adventures around the globe. His resistance places him on a short list of lovably difficult hosts. The only moments he displays frustration are when a staffer tries to impose the faintest amount of structure on him. Everyone - guests, camera operators, producers - seems to be in a perpetual quest to capture his attention. That is, when he is in the middle sometimes he opts out, taking long breaks outside, or in the bathroom. In the middle of all this, Bronson - a cook turned rapper turned food celebrity - is charming and sturdy, immune to the winds. As television, it is vexing and entrancing, soothingly unstable.

There are musical guests (an Albanian orchestra, a theremin player, a SoundCloud rapper) and dancers (Japanese folk, hula, tap) and curios (a knife thrower, an ice sculptor). The corner table rotates between groups of crafters - candle makers, butter churners, origami specialists, and so on. Celebrities stop in to cook, too, or sometimes they just eat, like when Bronson prepared steak (donated by Peter Luger) for a former Mr. Relax, and you’ll miss something.Įvery episode features one or more culinary guests, each of whom works on a dish, sometimes with Bronson’s help, sometimes in spite of his indifference.

But even at its most awkward, it demands active viewing apart from its half-hour length, there are few guideposts to rely on from episode to episode. Some days, it isn’t much of a show at all. “Untitled” is not quite a talk show, not quite a cooking show, not quite a variety show. This merry chaos is the engine and the thrill of “The Untitled Action Bronson Show,” which airs four nights a week on Viceland, following the rowdy and whip-smart current events series “Desus & Mero.” It is a joyously disorienting pleasure, bringing high production values to public access chaos. Davis wondered if the show had come to an end. Then, a yoga session began, and after a couple of minutes, he lit a blunt.Īt some point, Mr. “Eh, it’s all right,” Bronson said with a shrug. The comedian DeRay Davis arrived with some Chicago-style pizza that failed to impress. In the corner of the studio, cobblers were building shoes. Action Bronson began a recent episode of “The Untitled Action Bronson Show” in the barber chair.

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