That Drifting Poo Was Way Too Symbolic! It's the Television Letdowns of the Past Year.
As we reflect on the TV offerings of the recent year, a handful of shows emerge not for their excellence, but for their spectacular failures. Ranging from cringe-inducing spin-offs to confusingly poor docuseries, here are the productions that had us utterly bewildered or just reaching for the remote.
The 'Sex and the City' Sequel
Where to begin with this divisive follow-up? Plagued with woeful scripts, cringe-inducing arcs (justice for Miranda!), and a mere 71 seconds of beloved Samantha, the series struggled to find its footing. Briefly, as the final season started, it looked like it had at last hit its stride. Then arrived an installment centered on Seemaâs natural deodorant. Little surprise the creator announced this would be the final series. It concluded on a low point; the lingering shot of Mirandaâs loo full of poo was simply too symbolic. Still, fans undeniably had a hoot dissecting every single âwtf?â episode. And as Carrie â a single woman once more â danced around her palatial townhouse to Barry White, who didnât release a little sob?
Allâs Fair
âIs Kim Kardashian an actress? Of course she canât.â
But that was almost the least of this drama's issues. The subject of a exceedingly uncommon zero star assessment, it was difficult to know where to start enumerating the problems. The hilariously wooden writing? The mind-numbing glorification of affluence and consumption? The seemingly deliberate procession of cliches? Performances so bad they felt borderline malicious? Suffice it to say âeach and every oneâ and never speak of this series again. However, a new season has been commissioned, so weâre probably going to have to.
The Charlie Sheen Documentary
Considering the restraining orders, abuse allegations and parental failures, itâs fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a bad boy. Not youâd really have gleaned it from this three-part documentary which smirked its way at Sheenâs various bouts of self-destructive excess while failing to tell us a single thing we weren't already aware of. Rather, it felt as if this volatile personality was being indulged, so any pity this show might induce should be reserved for the people who have had to suffer proximity with this charismatic but flippant narcissist.
The Iris Affair
Of course we understood it was preposterous from the get-go: a thriller about a AI known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either solve global crises â or destroy all of humanity. We persevered out of sheer admiration for its leads ⊠but by the end, it felt like even they had given up trying. One barely cared when his character died, and the other ultimately hacking Charlie with an axe ⊠in super slow-motion. Talk about giving up the ghost.
MobLand
Shady figures convening in empty boxing gyms? A certain band's Firestarter blaring in club scenes? The late 90s called and wants its crime drama back.
In truth, that is unfair on the gangland dramas of the late 90s. Many seem a bit dated now, but at least they didnât suffer the ignominy of having to indulge unconvincing accents. But there were many other problems. Primarily that it was just profoundly dull; a dispute over narcotics territory between various London rogues which seemed a bit basic.
With Love, Meghan
Considering the degree to which she provokes the ire of the nationâs ostentatiously angry commentators, itâs almost tempting to admire the Duchess of Sussexâs various forays into quaint lifestyle as intentional provocations. But then you view them and are forced to admit that in this case, they may have a point. Itâs like watching a lifestyle magazine come to life; a poster for wine oâclock with delusions of grandeur; a parade of snoozing dogs, humming beehives, Hallmark sayings and pointless crafting âtipsâ youâll forget instantly. All underpinned by immense, mostly undeserved wealth. Ugh.
Victoria Beckham
There are obviously fascinating things to be discussed about both Victoria Beckham and her journey with career, self-image, self-acceptance. But for whatever reason, this documentary series chose not to explore them. Instead, the experience was akin to reading a marketing catalogue. She obviously has every right to bridle at what she describes as her âmiserable cowâ image. But sadly, she failed to do herself any helps with this guarded non-event of a series.
The Inheritance
It had the potential to be the next big hit â except even more extravagant, with a famous star as a deceased benefactor and a sharp-tongued personality overseeing her inheritance. What more could you want? As players battled it out, there was plenty of betrayal and squabbling. But the rules quickly became incomprehensible: itâs even now too complicated to explain what exactly was happening. Even more regrettably, we only saw glimpses of the star via prerecorded videos. The show ended up reeking of a programme that was straining desperately to emulate something way beyond it.
Too Much
How does one follow a show that defined a generation? The expectation was immense for this glitzy romantic comedy about Jessica, a hopeful New Yorker who arrives in London with a broken heart. The star seized the opportunity by the horns and was joyous to watch, reveling in Jane Austen levels of romantic notions. But it was all very slick and, paradoxically, was not enough. Plus, the sheer amount of famous cameos involved felt icky.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not good enough to be âpatchyâ.
Given the shrewd recruitment of gifted younger comics, hopes were high. But unhappily, most of it fell flat. A particular sketch was a single joke stretched to a dry pulp but recurring in every episode. One star seemed too ready to slip into a well-known ranting mode. The behind-the-scenes sketches, meanwhile, simply inspired the idea that they should probably have stayed in there a while longer.
The Knox Dramatisation
This retelling of the story of Amanda Knox was executive produced by Amanda Knox and pretty much exclusively presented the viewpoint of Amanda Knox. So, while there probably is an compelling drama to be made about the tragic 2007 murder, this was not it. The subject matter needed to be handled sensitively. Rather, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right tone, lumbering from oddly breezy, somewhat stylised farce to inevitably, real-life horror. Twisted? Arguably. A complete mess? Very much so.
The Maths Genius Thriller
We admire the star ⊠but did we buy him playing the most brilliant maths genius in history, a man so intelligent heâs on the verge of a breakthrough that could ruin society? No! This international thriller about government agencies spying on â and killing off â academics frankly got more farcical by the second. Formulaic nonsense.
The Bonnie Blue Documentary
This hagiography followed the content creator notorious for explicit exploits as she undertook her biggest feat yet. What on earth would possess her? What we wanted was way more interrogation of her true psyche, plus those of the men in the queue. They could at least have interviewed the legendary mum who showed up to haul her son away from the queue. What we got was horrific imagery and absolutely no interrogation of her notoriety whatsoever. It's staggering to consider, the filmmaker has a young daughter too.