This Drifting Excrement Was Way Too Meaningful! These Are the TV Disappointments of the Year.
As we reflect on the TV offerings of the past year, a selection of series stand out not for their brilliance, but for their spectacular failures. Ranging from awkward sequels to confusingly poor docuseries, here are the productions that had us scratching our heads or just reaching for the remote.
And Just Like That
Where to begin with this divisive follow-up? Plagued with woeful scripts, cringe-inducing arcs (we demand better for Miranda!), and a mere 71 seconds of beloved Samantha, the series fought to justify its existence. For a moment, as the final season began, it seemed as if it had at last found its groove. Then arrived an episode all about Seemaâs natural deodorant. No wonder the showrunner announced this would be the final series. It concluded on a bum note; the lingering shot of Mirandaâs loo full of poo was just way too symbolic. Still, viewers certainly had a hoot picking apart every single âwtf?â moment. And as Carrie â a single woman once more â twirled around her palatial townhouse to Barry White, who couldn't release a small sob?
Allâs Fair
âIs Kim Kardashian an actress? Of course she canât.â
But that was practically the smallest of this show's problems. The recipient of a very rare no-star review, it was hard to know where to begin listing the flaws. The laughably wooden dialogue? The mind-numbing glorification of affluence and consumption? The seemingly deliberate parade of cliches? Acting so poor they felt almost malicious? Suffice it to say âeach and every oneâ and never speak of this series again. Except, a new season has been ordered, so weâre likely going to have to.
The Charlie Sheen Documentary
Considering the restraining orders, abuse claims and fatherly failures, itâs fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a bad boy. Not youâd really have gleaned it from this three-part documentary which chuckled along at Sheenâs various episodes of reckless hedonism while failing to tell us anything we weren't already aware of. Rather, it felt as if this volatile personality was being pandered to, so any pity this series might induce should be saved for the people who have had to suffer close contact with this charming but dismissive narcissist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Of course we understood it was ridiculous from the get-go: a drama about a supercomputer known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either save the world â or annihilate all of humanity. We stuck with it out of pure love for its stars ⌠but by the end, it felt like even they had stopped bothering. One scarcely reacted when his character died, and the other ended up hacking Charlie with an axe ⌠in painfully slow-motion. Talk about admitting defeat.
The Gangster Drama
Shady characters convening in empty boxing gyms? The Prodigyâs Firestarter jackhammering away in club scenes? The late 90s called and demands its gangland drama back.
In truth, that is unfair on the crime shows of the late 90s. Many seem a bit old-fashioned now, but at least they didnât suffer the embarrassment 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.
The Meghan Markle Series
Given the degree to which she provokes the ire of certain ostentatiously enraged commentators, itâs almost easy to admire the Duchess of Sussexâs televised ventures into quaint lifestyle as deliberate statements. But then you watch them and are compelled to concede that in this case, they may have a point. Itâs like watching a homeware magazine come to life; a meme for wine oâclock with delusions of grandeur; a parade of sleeping dogs, buzzing beehives, sentimental platitudes and forgettable crafting âhacksâ youâll forget instantly. All supported by vast, mostly undeserved wealth. Ugh.
Victoria Beckham
There are clearly fascinating things to be discussed about both Victoria Beckham and her struggles with vocation, self-image, self-worth. But for whatever reason, this documentary series chose not to say them. Rather, the viewing was like consuming a marketing brochure. She obviously has every right to resent what she describes as her âmiserable cowâ image. But sadly, she didnât do herself any favours with this guarded non-event of a series.
The Game Show
It had the potential to be the next big hit â except even camper, with a famous star as a deceased benefactor and a sharp-tongued personality managing her inheritance. What more could you want? As players competed, there was plenty of betrayal and squabbling. But the rules quickly became incomprehensible: itâs even now too confusing to explain what exactly was happening. Even more disappointingly, we only saw brief appearances of the star via prerecorded videos. The series ended up smelling of a production that was trying way too hard to live up to something way beyond it.
Too Much
How do you succeed a show that captured a generation? The expectation was immense for this glitzy romcom about Jessica, a rosy-eyed New Yorker who lands in London with a shattered romance. The star seized the opportunity by the horns and was joyous to watch, embodying Austen levels of romantic ideals. But it was all very slick and, ironically, was not enough. Plus, the abundance of famous friends involved felt uncomfortable.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not good enough to be âpatchyâ.
Given the shrewd inclusion of gifted younger comics, expectations were high. But unhappily, most of it didnât land. A recurring sketch was a single joke milked to a husk but repeated in every episode. One star seemed too willing to slip into a well-known ranting mode. The behind-the-scenes sketches, in contrast, simply inspired the idea that they should probably have remained in there a bit 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 undoubtedly is an compelling drama to be made about the tragic 2007 murder, this was not it. The subject matter needed to be handled with care. Instead, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right voice, lumbering from strangely breezy, slightly mannered farce to ultimately, real-life horror. Complex? Arguably. A total mess? Absolutely.
The Maths Genius Thriller
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 discovery that could ruin society? Nope! This international thriller about secret services spying on â and killing off â academics honestly got more farcical by the second. Silliness-by-numbers.
The Bonnie Blue Documentary
This uncritical portrait followed the online personality notorious for explicit exploits as she prepared for her biggest challenge yet. What on earth would possess her? What we wanted was far greater interrogation of her actual psychology, plus those of the men in the line. They could at least have interviewed the now-famous mum who showed up to haul her son out of the queue. What we got was disturbing imagery and absolutely no interrogation of her notoriety whatsoever. It's staggering to consider, the documentary-maker has a young daughter too.