That Drifting Poo Was Far Too Symbolic! These Are the TV Disappointments of the Past Year.
As we reflect on the TV landscape of the recent year, a selection of series emerge not for their brilliance, but for their spectacular shortcomings. From awkward sequels to bafflingly poor documentaries, here are the programmes that had us utterly bewildered or simply reaching for the remote.
The 'Sex and the City' Sequel
How to start with this divisive follow-up? Plagued with dreadful writing, painful character development (we demand better for Miranda!), and a mere 71 seconds of beloved Samantha, the series struggled to justify its existence. For a moment, as the third season started, it seemed as if it had at last found its groove. Then arrived an installment centered on Seemaâs natural deodorant. Little surprise the showrunner declared this would be the last series. It concluded on a low point; the closeup of Mirandaâs loo flooded with poo was simply too on-the-nose. Yet, viewers undeniably found joy picking apart every single âwhat on earth?â episode. And as Carrie â once again single â twirled around her palatial townhouse to Barry White, who couldn't let out a little sob?
Allâs Fair
âCan Kim Kardashian act? Of course she canât.â
But that was almost the smallest of this show's issues. The recipient of a exceedingly uncommon zero star assessment, it was difficult to know where to start enumerating the problems. The hilariously wooden dialogue? The tedious veneration of affluence and consumption? The almost deliberate parade of tropes? Acting so poor they felt borderline spiteful? Letâs just say âall of the aboveâ 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
Given the legal troubles, abuse allegations and parental shortcomings, itâs reasonable to say Charlie Sheen has been a bad boy. Not that youâd truly have known it from this three-part docuseries which smirked its way at Sheenâs various bouts of self-destructive excess while struggling to tell us anything we weren't already aware of. Instead, it felt as if this volatile personality was being pandered to, so any pity this show might induce should be reserved for the people who have had to suffer close contact with this charismatic but flippant narcissist.
The Iris Affair
Of course we knew 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 annihilate all of humanity. We stuck with it out of sheer love for its stars ⊠but by the end, it felt like even they had given up trying. One barely reacted when his character died, and the other ultimately hacking Charlie with an axe ⊠in super slow-motion. That's what you call admitting defeat.
The Gangster Drama
Shady characters convening in deserted boxing gyms? A certain band's Firestarter jackhammering away in club scenes? The late 90s called and wants its crime drama back.
Actually, that is unfair on the gangland dramas of the late 90s. Many seem a bit old-fashioned now, but at least they didnât endure the ignominy of having to indulge unconvincing accents. But there were plenty of other issues. Mainly that it was just profoundly dull; a dispute over narcotics territory between various cockney picaresques which seemed rather simplistic.
The Meghan Markle Series
Given the degree to which she provokes the ire of the nationâs performatively enraged commentators, itâs almost easy to admire the Duchess of Sussexâs various ventures into twee homemaking as deliberate provocations. But then you view them and are compelled to concede that in this case, they may have a point. Itâs like watching a homeware catalogue animated; a meme for evening drinks with delusions of grandeur; a parade of sleeping dogs, humming beehives, Hallmark sayings and forgettable crafting âhacksâ youâll not remember instantly. All supported by immense, largely unearned wealth. Ugh.
Victoria Beckham
There are obviously fascinating things to be discussed about both Victoria Beckham and her journey with vocation, identity, self-acceptance. But for whatever reason, this three-part series chose not to say them. Rather, the experience was like consuming a marketing catalogue. She obviously has good reason to resent what she describes as her âmiserable cowâ image. But unfortunately, she didnât do herself any favours with this guarded letdown of a series.
The Inheritance
It should have been the next cultural phenomenon â except even more extravagant, with a glamorous star playing dead and a well-known personality managing her inheritance. What more could you ask for? As players battled it out, there was plenty of backstabbing and arguing. But the rules quickly became incomprehensible: itâs still too complicated to explain what precisely was happening. Even more disappointingly, we only saw brief appearances of the star via prerecorded videos. The show ended up smelling of a programme that was trying way too hard to live up to something way beyond it.
Too Much
How does one succeed a show that captured a generation? The expectation was immense for this starry romcom about Jessica, a rosy-eyed New Yorker who lands in London with a broken heart. The star took her biggest role by the horns and was a delight to watch, reveling in Jane Austen levels of romantic notions. But it was all very glossy and, paradoxically, was insufficient. Plus, the sheer amount of celebrity cameos involved felt icky.
The Sketch Show Return
Not even good enough to be âunevenâ.
Given the shrewd inclusion of gifted emerging comics, expectations were high. But sadly, most of it fell flat. A recurring sketch was a one-note joke milked to a dry pulp but recurring in every episode. One star seemed too ready to slip into a well-known irate mode. The behind-the-scenes sketches, in contrast, simply inspired 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 solely presented the perspective of Amanda Knox. So, while there undoubtedly is an interesting drama to be made about the tragic 2007 murder, this was not it. The material needed to be handled with care. Instead, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right voice, lurching from strangely breezy, slightly stylised farce to inevitably, real-life horror. Twisted? Perhaps. A total mess? Absolutely.
The Maths Genius Thriller
We admire the lead actor ⊠but did we buy him playing the most brilliant maths genius in history, a man so intelligent heâs on the verge of a discovery that could destabilise society? No! This globe-trotting thriller about government agencies spying on â and eliminating â academics honestly got more farcical by the second. Formulaic nonsense.
1000 Men and Me: The Bonnie Blue Story
This hagiography followed the content creator notorious for explicit exploits as she prepared for her biggest feat yet. What on earth would motivate her? What we wanted was way more examination of her true psychology, plus those of the men in the line. They could at least have spoken to the legendary mum who showed up to haul her son out of the queue. What we got was horrific imagery and zero critical analysis of her infamy whatsoever. It's staggering to consider, the filmmaker has a teenage daughter too.