This Floating Excrement Was Far Too Symbolic! It's the Television Disappointments of the Year.
As we reflect on the TV landscape of the past year, a handful of shows stand out not for their excellence, but for their notable failures. From awkward spin-offs to confusingly poor documentaries, here are the programmes that left us scratching our heads or simply reaching for the remote.
And Just Like That
How to start with this love/hate spin-off? Plagued with woeful writing, cringe-inducing arcs (we demand better for Miranda!), and a paltry 71 seconds of fan-favourite Samantha, the series struggled to find its footing. Briefly, as the third season started, it looked like it had at last found its groove. Then came an installment centered on Seemaâs natural deodorant. Little surprise the showrunner declared this would be the last series. It ended on a low point; the lingering shot of Mirandaâs toilet flooded with poo was just way too symbolic. Yet, fans certainly found joy picking apart every single âwhat on earth?â episode. And as Carrie â once again single â danced 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 almost the least of this drama's issues. The recipient of a very rare no-star review, it was hard to know where to begin listing the problems. The laughably leaden dialogue? The mind-numbing glorification of affluence and materialism? The seemingly wilful procession of tropes? Performances so poor they felt almost spiteful? Letâs just say âeach and every oneâ and forget about this show again. However, a second season has been ordered, so weâre likely going to have to.
AKA Charlie Sheen
Considering the restraining orders, abuse allegations and fatherly failures, itâs reasonable to say Charlie Sheen has been a troubled figure. Not youâd truly have gleaned it from this multi-part docuseries which smirked its way at Sheenâs various bouts of reckless excess while struggling to tell us anything we weren't already aware of. Instead, it felt as if this volatile personality was being indulged, so any sympathy this show might induce should be saved for the people who have had to endure proximity with this charming but dismissive narcissist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Naturally we knew it was preposterous from the outset: 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 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 slicing Charlie with an axe ⊠in painfully slow-motion. That's what you call giving up the ghost.
The Gangster Drama
Dodgy figures meeting in deserted boxing gyms? A certain band's Firestarter jackhammering away in club scenes? The late 90s called and demands its crime drama back.
In truth, that is unfair on the gangland dramas of the late 90s. Many seem a little dated now, but at least they didnât endure the embarrassment of having to indulge unconvincing accents. But there were many other problems. Primarily that it was just really dull; a dispute over narcotics territory between various cockney rogues which felt rather simplistic.
With Love, Meghan
Given the extent to which she provokes the ire of the nationâs ostentatiously angry commentators, itâs temptingly easy to applaud the Duchess of Sussexâs various forays into twee homemaking as intentional provocations. But then you watch them and are forced to concede that actually, they may have a point. Itâs like watching a lifestyle 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 âtipsâ youâll forget instantly. All supported by vast, largely undeserved wealth. Ugh.
The Beckham Documentary
There are clearly interesting things to be discussed about regarding Victoria Beckham and her journey with career, self-image, self-worth. But for some reason, this documentary series opted not to say them. Instead, the experience was like consuming a marketing brochure. She obviously has every right to bridle at what she describes as her âmiserable cowâ image. But sadly, she didnât do herself any helps with this cagey non-event of a series.
The Inheritance
It should have been the next big hit â except even camper, with a glamorous star as a deceased benefactor and a sharp-tongued personality managing her estate. What more could you ask for? As contestants battled it out, there was plenty of betrayal and arguing. But the rules quickly became bewildering: itâs still too confusing to explain what precisely was happening. Even more regrettably, we only saw brief appearances of the star via prerecorded videos. The show ended up smelling of a production that was trying way too hard to live up to something far greater than it.
The Lena Dunham Romcom
How does one follow a show that captured a generation? The pressure was enormous for this starry romantic comedy about Jessica, a rosy-eyed New Yorker who arrives in London with a broken heart. The star took her biggest role by the horns and was joyous to watch, reveling in Austen levels of romantic ideals. But it was all very glossy and, ironically, was insufficient. Plus, the abundance of celebrity cameos involved felt uncomfortable.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not good enough to be âunevenâ.
Given the smart recruitment of gifted emerging comics, hopes were high. But unhappily, most of it didnât land. A recurring sketch was a one-note joke stretched to a dry pulp but repeated in every episode. One star seemed too ready to slip into a well-known irate mode. The writing room sketches, in contrast, simply inspired the thought that they should probably have stayed in there a bit longer.
The Twisted Tale of Amanda Knox
This dramatisation of the story of Amanda Knox was overseen by Amanda Knox and pretty much solely showcased the viewpoint of Amanda Knox. So, while there probably is an interesting drama to be made about the horrific 2007 murder, this isnât it. The subject matter needed to be treated with care. Instead, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right voice, lurching from strangely breezy, slightly stylised farce to inevitably, real-life horror. Complex? Arguably. A total mess? Absolutely.
Prime Target
We admire the lead actor ⊠but did we buy him playing the most brilliant maths genius in history, a man so smart heâs on the verge of a discovery that could ruin society? No! This international thriller about secret services targeting â and eliminating â academics frankly got more absurd by the second. Formulaic nonsense.
1000 Men and Me: The Bonnie Blue Story
This uncritical portrait followed the content creator renowned for sexual escapades as she prepared for her most extreme challenge yet. What on earth would motivate her? What we wanted was way more interrogation of her actual psyche, plus those of the men in the queue. They could at least have interviewed the legendary mum who appeared to drag her son out of the queue. What we got was disturbing shots and zero critical analysis of her infamy whatsoever. And to think, the documentary-maker has a young daughter too.