This Drifting Excrement Was Way Too Symbolic! These Are the Television Disappointments of the Past Year.
Looking back, we reflect on the TV landscape of the recent year, a handful of series emerge not for their excellence, but for their notable shortcomings. Ranging from awkward sequels to bafflingly poor docuseries, here are the productions that left us scratching our heads or just reaching for the remote.
And Just Like That
Where to begin with this love/hate spin-off? Burdened with dreadful scripts, cringe-inducing character development (we demand better for Miranda!), and a mere 71 seconds of fan-favourite Samantha, the show struggled to justify its existence. Briefly, as the third series began, it looked like it had finally hit its stride. Then arrived an episode centered on Seemaās natural deodorant. Little surprise the creator declared this would be the final series. It ended on a bum note; the closeup of Mirandaās toilet full of poo was simply too symbolic. Still, viewers undeniably found joy picking apart every single āwhat on earth?ā moment. And as Carrie ā a single woman once more ā twirled around her palatial townhouse to Barry White, who didnāt let out a little sob?
The Kim Kardashian Drama
āCan Kim Kardashian act? Of course she canāt.ā
But that was almost the least of this drama's issues. The recipient of a exceedingly uncommon zero star review, it was hard to know where to start listing the problems. The laughably wooden writing? The tedious veneration of wealth and consumption? The seemingly wilful procession of cliches? Performances so bad they felt borderline malicious? Letās just say āeach and every oneā and forget about this show again. However, a new season has been commissioned, so weāre probably going to have to.
AKA Charlie Sheen
Considering the legal troubles, domestic violence allegations and fatherly failures, itās fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a troubled figure. Not that youād really have known it from this three-part docuseries which chuckled along at Sheenās various episodes of reckless hedonism while failing to tell us a single thing we didnāt already know. Instead, it felt as if this volatile personality was being indulged, so any sympathy this show might induce should be reserved for the people who have had to endure proximity with this charismatic but flippant egotist.
The Iris Affair
Of course we knew it was ridiculous from the get-go: a drama about a AI known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either save the world ā or destroy all of humanity. We stuck with it out of sheer love for its leads ⦠but by the end, it felt like even they had stopped bothering. One barely reacted when his character died, and the other ended up slicing Charlie with an axe ⦠in super slow-motion. That's what you call admitting defeat.
MobLand
Dodgy characters convening in deserted boxing gyms? A certain band's Firestarter blaring in club scenes? The late 90s called and demands its gangland drama back.
Actually, that is unfair on the crime shows of the late 90s. Many look a bit dated now, but at least they didnāt endure the embarrassment of having to accommodate unconvincing dialects. But there were many other problems. Mainly 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 certain performatively angry commentators, itās almost easy to applaud the Duchess of Sussexās various forays into twee homemaking as intentional statements. But then you view them and are forced to admit that actually, they might have a point. Itās like watching a homeware magazine animated; a meme for wine oāclock with ideas of grandeur; a procession of snoozing dogs, humming beehives, Hallmark sayings and forgettable crafting āhacksā youāll forget instantly. All underpinned by immense, largely undeserved wealth. Ugh.
The Beckham Documentary
There are obviously interesting things to be discussed about regarding Victoria Beckham and her journey with career, self-image, self-acceptance. But for some reason, this three-part series chose not to say them. Instead, the viewing was akin to reading a sales catalogue. She obviously has good reason to resent what she describes as her āsternā image. But unfortunately, she failed to do herself any helps with this cagey non-event of a series.
The Game Show
It should have been the next cultural phenomenon ā except even more extravagant, with a glamorous star playing dead and a sharp-tongued personality managing her estate. What more could you want? As contestants competed, there was plenty of betrayal and arguing. But the rules quickly became bewildering: itās even now too confusing to detail what precisely was happening. Even more regrettably, we only saw glimpses of the star via prerecorded videos. The series ended up smelling of a programme that was trying way too hard to live up to something way beyond it.
The Lena Dunham Romcom
How do you succeed a show that defined a generation? The pressure was enormous for this glitzy romantic comedy 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 glossy and, ironically, was insufficient. Plus, the abundance of celebrity friends involved felt uncomfortable.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not even good enough to be āpatchyā.
Given the shrewd recruitment of gifted younger comics, hopes were high. But sadly, most of it didnāt 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 familiar ranting mode. The writing room sketches, meanwhile, simply inspired the thought that they should probably have stayed 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 solely showcased the perspective of Amanda Knox. So, while there probably is an interesting drama to be made about the horrific 2007 murder, this isnāt it. The material needed to be handled with care. Instead, the series struggled painfully to find the right tone, lurching from oddly jaunty, somewhat stylised farce to ultimately, real-life horror. Twisted? Perhaps. A total mess? Very much so.
Prime Target
We love the lead actor ⦠but did we buy him playing the greatest maths genius in history, a man so smart heās on the brink of a breakthrough that could ruin society? Nope! This globe-trotting thriller about government agencies targeting ā and killing off ā intellectuals frankly got more absurd by the second. Formulaic nonsense.
1000 Men and Me: The Bonnie Blue Story
This hagiography followed the content creator renowned for explicit escapades as she prepared for her biggest feat yet. What on earth would possess her? What we craved was far greater interrogation of her actual psychology, plus those of the men in the line. They could at least have spoken to the now-famous mum who appeared to haul her son away from the queue. What we got was horrific shots and zero critical analysis of her infamy whatsoever. And to think, the documentary-maker has a young daughter too.