What The Demon From Sexy Beasts Looks Like In Real Life
It's finally here: Netflix's daring attempt at combining the molten hot environment of reality dating with the even sexier world of a crowded "Star Trek" makeup trailer. "Sexy Beasts," the show that tests the object permanence of attractive people by seeing if they'll still want to kiss each other when their attractiveness is peek-a-booed away behind several pounds of latex and fur, is currently taking the streaming service by storm. The reality show plays out like Tinder for lonely Muppets. Folks disguised as beavers try to hook up with leopards, fairies, and the undead. Pandas make bedroom eyes at Tin Men and bulls, which helps to explain why the world is so low on pandas.
At the heart of "Sexy Beasts" lies a mystery: Who's hiding behind all that paint and rubber? In the case of episode one's Demon, the answer is Emma, a six-foot-tall professional model from New York that fellow participants, and this is a direct quote from the show's narration, "are hoping they can spark up a sex fire with."
After 20-odd minutes of spa day with a statue, amusement park rides with a mandrill, and sippies with a mouse, the Demon employs the liberal application of paint stripper to reveal her true form.
Sexy Beasts' Demon looks remarkably human
By the power of spirit gum remover, it was revealed that Emma the "horny devil" was, and this is true, not a literal demon, but rather a human woman, whose face can be seen in the image above. She has no horns. Her skin's hue is less crimson than she presented it. Honestly, she changed so much about herself for "Sexy Beasts" that she might as well have dressed up like a catfish. That said, it turned out that the object of her affections, Bennett the mandrill, wasn't actually an Old World primate of the Mandrillus family with a diet consisting mostly of insects and fruits, so the shoe was on the other foot there.
There's a lesson to be learned here. We're not sure what it is. Maybe something about how important it is to be your genuine self, no matter how many Hollywood makeup artists dress you up in the morning. Maybe it's something about how love conquers all, even the difficulties inherent in a hellspawn/monkey relationship. It's possible that it's something as simple as "we should all stop being snarky and just be happy that Rob Delaney is getting a regular paycheck." Let's go with that last one.