This Drifting Poo Was Way Too Symbolic! It's the TV Letdowns of the Year.
Looking back, we consider the TV landscape of the past year, a selection of series emerge not for their excellence, but for their notable shortcomings. From awkward spin-offs to bafflingly bad documentaries, here are the productions that left us scratching our heads or just reaching for the remote.
The 'Sex and the City' Sequel
How to start with this love/hate follow-up? Burdened with dreadful scripts, cringe-inducing character development (justice for Miranda!), and a mere 71 seconds of beloved Samantha, the show fought to find its footing. Briefly, as the final series began, it seemed as if it had finally hit its stride. Then arrived an installment centered on Seemaâs natural deodorant. No wonder the showrunner announced this would be the last season. It ended on a bum note; the closeup of Mirandaâs loo full of poo was just way too symbolic. Yet, viewers undeniably had a hoot dissecting every single âwhat on earth?â moment. And as Carrie â once again single â danced around her sprawling townhouse to Barry White, who couldn't let out a small sob?
Allâs Fair
âCan Kim Kardashian act? The answer is a resounding no.â
But that was almost the least of this show's issues. The subject of a very rare no-star review, it was difficult to know where to begin enumerating the flaws. The hilariously leaden writing? The mind-numbing veneration of affluence and consumption? The almost wilful procession of cliches? Performances so bad they felt almost spiteful? Suffice it to say âall of the aboveâ and never speak of this show again. Except, a second season has been commissioned, so weâre likely going to have to.
AKA Charlie Sheen
Given the restraining orders, abuse claims and parental shortcomings, itâs reasonable to say Charlie Sheen has been a bad boy. Not that youâd truly have gleaned it from this multi-part documentary which smirked its way at Sheenâs various episodes of reckless hedonism while failing to tell us anything we weren't already aware of. Instead, it felt as if this loose cannon was being pandered to, so any pity this show might induce should be reserved for the people who have had to endure proximity with this charismatic but flippant narcissist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Of course we knew it was preposterous from the outset: a drama about a AI known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either save the world â or annihilate 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 cared when his character died, and the other ultimately slicing Charlie with an axe ⌠in painfully slow-motion. That's what you call giving up the ghost.
The Gangster Drama
Shady characters convening in deserted boxing gyms? A certain band's Firestarter blaring in club scenes? The late 90s called and wants its gangland drama back.
In truth, that is harsh on the crime shows of the late 90s. Many look a bit old-fashioned now, but at least they didnât suffer the embarrassment of having to indulge unconvincing accents. But there were plenty of other problems. Primarily that it was just really dull; a conflict over narcotics territory between various London rogues which felt rather simplistic.
The Meghan Markle Series
Given the extent to which she grinds the gears of certain performatively angry commentators, itâs almost tempting to applaud the Duchess of Sussexâs televised forays into quaint lifestyle as deliberate statements. But then you view them and are compelled to concede that actually, 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, buzzing beehives, sentimental sayings and forgettable crafting âtipsâ youâll not remember instantly. All supported by immense, mostly unearned wealth. Ugh.
Victoria Beckham
There are clearly fascinating things to be discussed about both Victoria Beckham and her struggles with career, self-image, self-worth. But for some reason, this three-part series opted not to say them. Instead, the viewing was akin to consuming a marketing brochure. She obviously has every right to bridle at what she describes as her âmiserable cowâ image. But unfortunately, she didnât do herself any helps with this guarded non-event of a series.
The Inheritance
It should have been the next big hit â except even more extravagant, with a famous star playing dead and a sharp-tongued personality managing her estate. What more could you ask for? As players battled it out, there was plenty of betrayal and arguing. But the rules quickly became bewildering: itâs still too confusing to explain what exactly was happening. Even more regrettably, we only saw glimpses of the star via filmed videos. The show ended up reeking of a programme that was straining desperately to emulate something way beyond it.
Too Much
How does one follow a show that defined a generation? The expectation was enormous for this glitzy romcom about Jessica, a hopeful New Yorker who lands in London with a shattered romance. The star seized the opportunity by the horns and was joyous to watch, embodying Jane Austen levels of romantic notions. But it was all very slick and, paradoxically, was insufficient. Plus, the sheer amount of celebrity friends involved felt icky.
Mitchell & Webb Are Not Helping
Not even good enough to be âunevenâ.
Given the shrewd inclusion of talented emerging comics, expectations were high. But unhappily, most of it didnât land. A particular sketch was a single 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, meanwhile, simply inspired the thought that they should probably have remained in there a while longer.
The Twisted Tale of Amanda Knox
This retelling 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 compelling drama to be made about the horrific 2007 murder, this isnât it. The subject matter needed to be treated with care. Rather, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right voice, lurching from oddly jaunty, slightly mannered farce to inevitably, real-life horror. Complex? Perhaps. A complete mess? Absolutely.
The Maths Genius Thriller
We admire the star ⌠but did we believe him playing the greatest maths genius since, a man so smart heâs on the verge of a discovery that could destabilise society? Nope! This globe-trotting thriller about secret services spying on â and eliminating â intellectuals honestly got more farcical 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 feat yet. What on earth would possess her? What we wanted was far greater examination of her actual psyche, plus those of the men in the queue. 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 disturbing shots and zero interrogation of her infamy whatsoever. It's staggering to consider, the documentary-maker has a young daughter too.