If you live in a city with a large Polish community you might see new "Polo-Ordo" parishes being built, basically a conservative spin on NO churches. They still got semi-circle pews but the altar looks like an altar and the building is filled with traditional statues, marble, gold, etc. etc. They keep their doors open so you can spend some quite time praying the rosary. I can see how it might be tempting.
Thankfully these types of temptations mean nothing anymore. The NO is explicitly sacrilegious, it doesn't even try to hide it. I went through a period where I couldn't go to the SSPX chapel for confession weekly. I decided to go to the NO (English) for confession. I went for about a month and I stopped. The priest didn't take it very seriously even though he was a nice guy and all that. He basically told me I shouldn't stress too much because the Eucharist removes all your sins, you should only not go to communion if you commit a "truly mortal sin" like murder or adultery.
One day I stayed a bit late because I was finishing up my rosary. The NO mass was about to start in 5 minutes so I left, looked back, and saw a scary sight. The Church was half empty with old people. The few "young people" there were women in their late 30's to late 40's. Many people didn't genuflect, a few maybe bowed to the altar. The old ladies all had lesbian buzz cuts.There were altar-grandmas! As I was leaving I saw a young couple walking in, the husband (hopefully) was wearing a tight tank-top and had a big belly. When I was on the outside steps of the parish I saw some guy wearing cheap shorts and a tank top walking in, I'm talking things you wear around the house when you're cleaning. And I'm not even gonna get started on how some of those women in their late 30's/early40's dressed, I don't feel like triggering those horrifically painful temptations again. Long story short, I was shocked. I felt something was wrong. I knew it was wrong intellectually but this was something more... something more that's hard to explain. I also went to a confirmation and I nearly burst into tears, I wasn't even angry at the sacrilege, I was just sad. I was never happier in my life to have the SSPX in my town. Even the feeling you get after leaving the SSPX confessional makes you "feel cleaner" compared to the NO.
So yeah I went through that "phase" because the sacraments are the sacraments, right? I was wrong. God showed me I was wrong in a merciful but powerful way. You can get stuck in the "TLM ghetto" and forget what atrocities happen, especially if you're a revert or a convert. I don't mean to say this in an uncharitable manner, but the Novus Ordo is truly evil. It's not "bad" or "inferior", it is evil. The only NO families I know that didn't lose their faith are those who pray the rosary everyday. The ones who lost the faith either left completely or stayed because Catholicism is nothing more than a "protestant social club" for them (their kids all leave the faith btw).
Going back to what I saw when I looked back while leaving the NO parish, what I saw was death. The NO parish looked like an old folks home. When I go to the SSPX I see life. The SSPX chapels look like maternity wards. For me it was a decision between life and death. Between Roman Catholicism and Novus Ordo. I chose life.