My retinas are currently screaming for a lawyer. I was sitting in Levi’s Stadium yesterday, draped in vintage Dior, ready to witness the Benito alias Bad Bunny revolution, only to be met with 13 minutes of expensive, immersive smoke and mirrors. If the goal was to make the most famous man in the world invisible, mission accomplished.
The production was a high-energy mess. It was too much. Too fast. Too many lights. I didn’t pay for a ticket to squint at a strobe light for a quarter of an hour. And I love Bad Bunny.
The Immersive Nightmare called Bad Bunny show
They called it an immersive experience in the press release. In reality, it was a logistical nightmare for anyone actually in the stands. The stage changed every thirty seconds. One minute he was in a tropical jungle. The next, he was lost in a futuristic desert.
I missed half the guest stars. Was that Rosalía or just a very talented backup dancer in a red wig? Nobody knows. The energy was high, but the visibility was zero. It felt like watching a music video through a kaleidoscope while someone flicked your light switch on and off.
Benito, Bad Bunny has this presence, this aura. You want to see the smirk. You want to see the outfit. Instead, we got silhouettes. We got shadows. We got a production team that clearly forgot there were 70,000 people in the building trying to use their eyes.
Set Changes From Hell
The set changes were constant. It was like a Broadway show on speed. By the time my brain registered the beach theme, we were already in space. It was dizzying. It was frantic.
I saw the back of a giant inflatable palm tree more than I saw the actual performer. Who approved the height on those props? Truly tragic. The floor of the stadium was a sea of moving parts that made focusing impossible.
The guest performances were a blur. They popped up from trap doors and disappeared before the applause could even start. It was a frantic race against the clock. They tried to fit a whole world tour into a 13-minute slot.
Too Many Cooks In The Creative Kitchen of Bad Bunny
The high-energy nature of the show was its downfall. It lacked a centerpiece. A focal point. You can’t have twenty different scenes in a show that lasts as long as a coffee break. It’s basic math.
The lighting designers clearly had a vendetta against anyone in the luxury suites. The beams were pointed directly at us. I’ve seen clearer images in a ultrasound than I saw of Bad Bunny’s face.
I love a spectacle. I live for the drama. But there is a fine line between a masterpiece and a sensory overload. Yesterday, we crossed that line into a neon abyss.
The Visual Struggle Is Real
Every person around me was on their phone. Not because they were bored. Because the Jumbotron was the only way to actually see what was happening ten feet in front of us. Why go to a live show to watch it on a screen?
The set design was beautiful in theory. In practice, it was a barricade. It blocked sightlines. it created shadows. It felt like we were watching the show from the hallway.
The choreography was intricate. I think. I saw legs moving in the distance. I saw arms waving through the dry ice. It was a beautiful mystery that I would have loved to solve.
Relive The Blinding Chaos
The sound was booming. The bass was in my chest. But the eyes were hungry for a glimpse of the superstar. We got a light show instead. A very, very loud light show.
Benito , Bad Bunny deserved better. We deserved better. Next time, maybe spend less on the lasers and more on a stage that people can actually see. Just a thought.
The Guest Performance Gamble
The rumors were flying about who would show up. When they did, it was a blink-and-you-miss-it situation. The “surprise” factor is gone if you can’t even identify the surprise.
It felt like a montage. A live-action highlight reel. It lacked the soul of a performance because it was too busy being a technical marvel. We lost the artist in the machinery.
I left the stadium feeling like I’d just been through a car wash. Wet, confused, and slightly shaken. It was an experience, sure. But was it a concert? Debatable.
The Industry Over-Production Trap
This is what happens when you give a creative team an unlimited budget and no boundaries. They try to reinvent the wheel. They forget the person at the center is the reason we’re all there. And that was Bad Bunny.
The immersive elements were cool for the people watching at home. For us? It was just a lot of stuff in the way. The camera angles are the priority now, not the live audience.
I’m going to need several days in a dark room to recover. The fashion was there, I think. I caught a glint of a crystal on his jacket once. It was the highlight of my night.
Why We Need Simplicity Back
Some of the best shows are just a mic and a stage. Give me the charisma. Give me the talent. Don’t hide it behind a million-dollar fog machine.
Benito, Bad Bunny doesn’t need the bells and whistles. He is the bell and the whistle. The production felt like they didn’t trust him to hold the stage alone. Which is insane.
Bad Bunny is a global icon. He can stand in a spotlight and win. Instead, they buried him in a theatrical fever dream that was more about the tech than the tunes.
The Levi’s Stadium Curse
Maybe it’s the venue. Maybe it’s the 2026 energy. But something felt disconnected. The scale was too big for the intimacy of his music.
I talked to three people in the parking lot who thought he was wearing white. He was wearing black. That tells you everything you need to know about the lighting.
It was a beautiful mess. But emphasis on the mess. I’m still picking confetti out of my hair and trying to remember if I actually heard “Tití Me Preguntó” or if I just hallucinated it.
The Social Media Mirage
On Instagram, the show looks incredible. The professional photos are stunning. But that’s the problem. It was built for the grid, not for the fans in the seats.
We are entering an era where the live experience is secondary to the digital footprint. This halftime show was the pinnacle of that trend. A visual masterpiece for your phone, a confusing blur for your face.
I’m over it. I’m cynical. I’m tired. But mostly, I’m just disappointed I didn’t get to see his face properly. I wanted to see Bad Bunny. Is that too much to ask for fifteen grand?
Did you actually manage to see Benito’s face during the show, or were you also just staring into the neon abyss?
General Facts
- The Super Bowl LX halftime show took place on February 8, 2026.
- Bad Bunny’s performance lasted approximately 13 minutes and featured multiple guest artists.
- The production utilized over 500 moving light fixtures and 20 different stage environments.
- Levi’s Stadium has a seating capacity of approximately 68,500 people for the Super Bowl.
- The show for Bad Bunny was produced by Roc Nation and featured a record-breaking amount of pyro and digital effects.
