This Drifting Poo Was Way Too Symbolic! These Are the TV Disappointments of the Past Year.
As we consider the TV landscape of the past year, a handful of shows stand out not for their excellence, but for their notable failures. Ranging from cringe-inducing sequels to confusingly bad docuseries, here are the programmes that had us scratching our heads or just reaching for the remote.
And Just Like That
How to start with this love/hate follow-up? Burdened with woeful writing, cringe-inducing character development (justice for Miranda!), and a paltry 71 seconds of fan-favourite Samantha, the show fought to find its footing. For a moment, as the final series started, it seemed as if it had finally hit its stride. Then came an installment centered on Seemaâs natural deodorant. No wonder the showrunner declared this would be the final series. It concluded on a low point; the closeup of Mirandaâs toilet full of poo was just way too symbolic. Yet, viewers undeniably found joy dissecting every single âwhat on earth?â episode. And as Carrie â a single woman once more â twirled around her sprawling townhouse to Barry White, who couldn't let out a little sob?
The Kim Kardashian Drama
âIs Kim Kardashian an actress? The answer is a resounding no.â
But that was almost the least of this show's problems. The subject of a very rare zero star review, it was difficult to know where to begin enumerating the problems. The laughably wooden writing? The mind-numbing veneration of affluence and materialism? The almost wilful procession of tropes? Acting so poor they felt borderline spiteful? Letâs just say âall of the aboveâ and never speak of this show again. Except, a new season has been ordered, so weâre likely going to have to.
The Charlie Sheen Documentary
Given the legal troubles, abuse claims and fatherly shortcomings, itâs fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a bad boy. Not that youâd really have gleaned it from this three-part docuseries which chuckled along at Sheenâs various bouts of self-destructive excess while struggling to tell us a single thing we weren't already aware of. Rather, it felt as if this loose cannon was being pandered to, so any sympathy this series might induce should be reserved for the people who have had to endure close contact with this charismatic but dismissive narcissist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Of course we knew it was preposterous from the outset: a thriller about a AI known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either solve global crises â or annihilate all of humanity. We stuck with it out of pure love for its leads ⌠but by the end, it felt like even they had given up trying. One barely reacted when his character died, and the other ultimately slicing Charlie with an axe ⌠in painfully slow-motion. Talk about giving up the ghost.
MobLand
Dodgy characters convening in deserted boxing gyms? The Prodigyâs Firestarter jackhammering away in club scenes? The late 90s called and demands its gangland drama back.
In truth, that is harsh on the crime shows of the late 90s. Many seem a bit dated now, but at least they didnât endure the ignominy of having to indulge baffling dialects. But there were many other problems. Primarily that it was just profoundly dull; a dispute over drug-selling territory between various London picaresques which felt a bit basic.
The Meghan Markle Series
Considering the extent to which she grinds the gears of the nationâs performatively angry commentators, itâs temptingly easy to applaud the Duchess of Sussexâs televised forays into twee homemaking as deliberate statements. But then you watch them and are compelled to concede that actually, they might have a point. Itâs like watching a lifestyle catalogue animated; a poster for wine oâclock with ideas of grandeur; a procession of sleeping dogs, buzzing beehives, Hallmark platitudes and pointless crafting âhacksâ youâll not remember instantly. All underpinned by vast, mostly unearned wealth. Ugh.
The Beckham Documentary
There are clearly interesting things to be discussed about regarding Victoria Beckham and her struggles with vocation, self-image, self-acceptance. But for whatever reason, this three-part series chose not to say them. Rather, the experience was akin to reading a marketing brochure. She obviously has every right to bridle at what she describes as her âsternâ image. But sadly, she didnât do herself any favours with this cagey letdown of a series.
The Game Show
It had the potential to be the next cultural phenomenon â except even more extravagant, with a glamorous star playing dead and a sharp-tongued personality overseeing her inheritance. What more could you want? As players competed, there was plenty of betrayal and squabbling. But the rules quickly became bewildering: itâs even now too complicated to detail what precisely was happening. Even more regrettably, we only saw glimpses of the star via prerecorded videos. The show ended up reeking of a production that was straining desperately to live up to something way beyond it.
Too Much
How does one succeed a show that defined a generation? The expectation was immense for this starry romcom about Jessica, a rosy-eyed New Yorker who lands in London with a shattered romance. The lead actress seized the opportunity by the horns and was joyous to watch, embodying Jane Austen levels of romantic notions. But it was all very slick and, ironically, was not enough. Plus, the abundance of famous cameos involved felt icky.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not even good enough to be âunevenâ.
Given the shrewd inclusion of gifted emerging comics, hopes were high. But unhappily, most of it didnât land. A recurring sketch was a one-note joke stretched to a husk but repeated in every episode. One star seemed too willing to slip into a familiar irate mode. The behind-the-scenes sketches, in contrast, simply provoked the thought that they should probably have stayed in there a bit longer.
The Twisted Tale of Amanda Knox
This retelling of the story of Amanda Knox was overseen by Amanda Knox and pretty much exclusively presented the perspective of Amanda Knox. So, while there probably is an compelling drama to be made about the horrific 2007 murder, this isnât it. The material needed to be handled with care. Rather, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right tone, lurching from oddly breezy, slightly mannered farce to inevitably, real-life horror. Complex? Perhaps. A total mess? Very much so.
Prime Target
We love the star ⌠but did we buy him playing the greatest maths genius since, a man so intelligent heâs on the verge of a breakthrough that could destabilise society? No! This international thriller about secret services spying on â and killing off â academics honestly got more farcical by the second. Silliness-by-numbers.
1000 Men and Me: The Bonnie Blue Story
This hagiography followed the online personality renowned for explicit exploits as she undertook her biggest challenge yet. What on earth would motivate her? What we craved was way more interrogation of her actual psychology, plus those of the men in the queue. They could at least have interviewed the now-famous mum who showed up to drag her son away from the queue. What we got was horrific imagery and absolutely no critical analysis of her infamy whatsoever. And to think, the documentary-maker has a young daughter too.