That Floating Poo Was Way Too Meaningful! It's the Television Letdowns of the Past Year.
As we consider the TV landscape of the past year, a selection of shows emerge not for their brilliance, but for their notable failures. From cringe-inducing spin-offs to bafflingly bad docuseries, here are the programmes that left us scratching our heads or simply reaching for the remote.
And Just Like That
Where to begin with this divisive spin-off? Plagued with dreadful writing, painful character development (we demand better for Miranda!), and a paltry 71 seconds of beloved Samantha, the show struggled to justify its existence. For a moment, as the third series began, it seemed as if it had finally hit its stride. Then came an episode all about Seemaâs natural deodorant. No wonder the creator declared this would be the last series. It ended on a bum note; the lingering shot of Mirandaâs loo flooded with poo was just way too on-the-nose. Yet, viewers certainly had a hoot dissecting every single âwhat on earth?â episode. And as Carrie â a single woman once more â twirled around her palatial townhouse to Barry White, who didnât let out a little sob?
Allâs Fair
âIs Kim Kardashian an actress? Of course she canât.â
But that was practically the least of this show's issues. The recipient of a very rare zero star assessment, it was difficult to know where to start listing the problems. The laughably leaden writing? The tedious veneration of wealth and consumption? The seemingly deliberate procession of tropes? Performances so bad they felt borderline spiteful? Letâs just say âeach and every oneâ and forget about this show again. Except, a second season has been ordered, so weâre likely going to have to.
The Charlie Sheen Documentary
Given the legal troubles, domestic violence allegations and parental failures, itâs fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a troubled figure. Not youâd really have known it from this three-part documentary which smirked its way at Sheenâs various episodes of reckless hedonism while struggling to tell us a single thing we weren't already aware of. Instead, it felt as if this volatile personality was being indulged, so any pity this show might evoke should be saved for the people who have had to endure close contact with this charismatic but flippant egotist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Naturally we understood it was preposterous from the outset: a drama 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 admiration for its leads ⌠but by the end, it felt like even they had stopped bothering. One barely cared when his character died, and the other ended up slicing Charlie with an axe ⌠in painfully slow-motion. Talk about admitting defeat.
MobLand
Dodgy figures convening in empty boxing gyms? The Prodigyâs Firestarter jackhammering away in club scenes? The late 90s called and wants its gangland drama back.
Actually, that is harsh on the crime shows of the late 90s. Many seem a little old-fashioned now, but at least they didnât suffer the ignominy of having to indulge baffling dialects. But there were many other problems. Mainly that it was just profoundly dull; a conflict over narcotics territory between various London picaresques which felt a bit basic.
The Meghan Markle Series
Considering the extent to which she grinds the gears of certain performatively enraged commentators, itâs almost tempting to applaud the Duchess of Sussexâs various ventures into twee homemaking as deliberate provocations. But then you watch them and are forced to admit that in this case, they might have a point. Itâs like watching a homeware catalogue come to life; a meme for wine oâclock with ideas of grandeur; a parade of sleeping dogs, humming beehives, sentimental sayings and forgettable crafting âhacksâ youâll forget instantly. All supported by vast, mostly unearned wealth. Ugh.
Victoria Beckham
There are obviously fascinating things to be discussed about regarding Victoria Beckham and her journey with vocation, identity, self-acceptance. But for some reason, this three-part series chose not to say them. Instead, the experience was akin to reading a sales catalogue. She obviously has every right to resent what she describes as her âmiserable cowâ image. But sadly, she failed to do herself any helps with this cagey non-event of a series.
The Inheritance
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 backstabbing and squabbling. But the rules quickly became incomprehensible: itâs even now too complicated to explain what precisely was happening. Even more disappointingly, we only saw brief appearances of the star via filmed videos. The series ended up reeking of a programme that was straining desperately to emulate something far greater than it.
The Lena Dunham Romcom
How do you succeed a show that captured a generation? The expectation was immense for this starry romantic comedy about Jessica, a hopeful New Yorker who lands in London with a broken heart. The star took her biggest role by the horns and was joyous to watch, reveling in Jane Austen levels of romantic ideals. But it was all very slick and, paradoxically, was insufficient. Plus, the abundance of celebrity friends involved felt uncomfortable.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not good enough to be âpatchyâ.
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 milked to a husk but recurring in every episode. One star seemed too willing to slip into a well-known irate mode. The writing room sketches, meanwhile, simply provoked the thought that they should probably have stayed in there a bit longer.
The Knox Dramatisation
This dramatisation of the story of Amanda Knox was overseen by Amanda Knox and pretty much exclusively presented the perspective of Amanda Knox. So, while there undoubtedly is an interesting drama to be made about the horrific 2007 murder, this was not it. The subject matter needed to be treated with care. Instead, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right tone, lumbering from strangely breezy, somewhat mannered farce to ultimately, real-life horror. Complex? Arguably. A complete mess? Very much so.
Prime Target
We love the lead actor ⌠but did we buy him playing the greatest maths genius since, a man so smart heâs on the brink of a discovery that could ruin society? No! This globe-trotting thriller about government agencies targeting â and eliminating â intellectuals honestly got more absurd by the second. Silliness-by-numbers.
The Bonnie Blue Documentary
This hagiography followed the content creator renowned for sexual escapades as she undertook her biggest feat yet. What on earth would motivate her? What we craved was way more examination of her actual psyche, plus those of the men in the queue. They could at least have spoken to the legendary mum who appeared to drag her son out of the queue. What we got was horrific imagery and zero critical analysis of her infamy whatsoever. And to think, the filmmaker has a young daughter too.