That Floating Excrement Was Far Too Meaningful! These Are the Television Letdowns of the Year.
As we consider the TV offerings of the recent year, a selection of series stand out not for their brilliance, but for their spectacular shortcomings. From awkward spin-offs to bafflingly poor docuseries, here are the programmes that had us scratching our heads or just reaching for the remote.
The 'Sex and the City' Sequel
How to start with this divisive follow-up? Burdened with dreadful writing, painful character development (we demand better for Miranda!), and a mere 71 seconds of beloved Samantha, the series fought to find its footing. Briefly, as the final season started, it seemed as if it had at last found its groove. Then came an installment all about Seemaās natural deodorant. No wonder the creator announced this would be the final season. It ended on a low point; the lingering shot of Mirandaās toilet flooded with poo was just way too on-the-nose. Still, viewers certainly found joy dissecting every single āwhat on earth?ā episode. And as Carrie ā a single woman once more ā danced around her palatial townhouse to Barry White, who couldn't release a small sob?
Allās Fair
āIs Kim Kardashian an actress? Of course she canāt.ā
But that was practically the smallest of this drama's problems. The recipient of a exceedingly uncommon zero star review, it was hard to know where to begin listing the flaws. The hilariously leaden dialogue? The tedious veneration of affluence and materialism? The seemingly deliberate parade of cliches? Performances so bad they felt almost malicious? Suffice it to say āeach and every oneā and forget about this series again. However, a new season has been commissioned, so weāre probably going to have to.
The Charlie Sheen Documentary
Considering the legal troubles, abuse claims and parental shortcomings, itās fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a bad boy. Not that youād really have known it from this multi-part documentary which smirked its way at Sheenās various bouts of reckless hedonism while failing to tell us a single thing we didnāt already know. Rather, it felt as if this loose cannon was being indulged, so any sympathy this series might evoke should be saved for the people who have had to suffer close contact with this charming but flippant egotist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Naturally we knew it was preposterous from the get-go: a thriller about a supercomputer known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either solve global crises ā or annihilate all of humanity. We stuck with it out of pure love for its leads ⦠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 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 demands its crime drama back.
Actually, that is unfair on the gangland dramas of the late 90s. Many seem a little dated now, but at least they didnāt suffer the ignominy of having to indulge unconvincing dialects. But there were plenty of other issues. Mainly that it was just really dull; a conflict over narcotics territory between various cockney picaresques which seemed a bit basic.
The Meghan Markle Series
Considering the degree to which she grinds the gears of the nationās performatively angry commentators, itās temptingly tempting to applaud the Duchess of Sussexās televised ventures into twee homemaking as deliberate provocations. But then you view them and are compelled to concede that actually, they might have a point. Itās like watching a homeware catalogue animated; a meme for evening drinks with delusions of grandeur; a parade of snoozing dogs, buzzing beehives, Hallmark platitudes and forgettable crafting ātipsā youāll not remember instantly. All underpinned by immense, largely unearned wealth. Ugh.
The Beckham Documentary
There are clearly interesting things to be said about both Victoria Beckham and her struggles with career, identity, self-acceptance. But for whatever reason, this documentary series chose not to say them. Instead, the experience was like consuming a sales brochure. She clearly has every right to resent what she describes as her āsternā image. But unfortunately, she failed to do herself any favours with this guarded letdown of a series.
The Inheritance
It should have been the next cultural phenomenon ā except even more extravagant, with a glamorous star as a deceased benefactor and a sharp-tongued personality overseeing her estate. What more could you ask for? As players 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 brief appearances of the star via filmed videos. The show ended up smelling of a production that was straining desperately to live up to something far greater than it.
The Lena Dunham Romcom
How do you follow a show that captured a generation? The pressure was immense for this starry romcom about Jessica, a rosy-eyed New Yorker who lands in London with a broken heart. The lead actress took her biggest role by the horns and was joyous to watch, embodying Austen levels of romantic notions. But it was all very slick and, paradoxically, was insufficient. Plus, the abundance of celebrity cameos involved felt icky.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not even good enough to be āunevenā.
Given the smart recruitment of gifted emerging comics, expectations 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 ready to slip into a well-known ranting mode. The writing room sketches, meanwhile, simply inspired the idea that they should probably have stayed in there a while longer.
The Knox Dramatisation
This dramatisation of the story of Amanda Knox was executive produced by Amanda Knox and pretty much exclusively presented the perspective of Amanda Knox. So, while there probably is an interesting drama to be made about the tragic 2007 murder, this isnāt it. The subject matter needed to be treated with care. Instead, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right voice, lurching from strangely jaunty, slightly mannered farce to ultimately, real-life horror. Complex? Arguably. A complete mess? Very much so.
The Maths Genius Thriller
We love the star ⦠but did we buy him playing the most brilliant maths genius since, a man so intelligent heās on the brink of a breakthrough that could destabilise society? No! This globe-trotting thriller about government agencies targeting ā and killing off ā intellectuals frankly got more farcical by the second. Formulaic nonsense.
The Bonnie Blue Documentary
This uncritical portrait followed the online personality notorious for explicit escapades as she prepared for her most extreme feat yet. What on earth would motivate her? What we craved was way more examination of her actual psychology, plus those of the men in the queue. They could at least have spoken to the now-famous mum who showed up to drag her son away from the queue. What we got was horrific shots and absolutely no interrogation of her infamy whatsoever. And to think, the filmmaker has a young daughter too.