This Drifting Poo Was Far Too Symbolic! These Are the TV Letdowns of the Year.
As we consider the TV landscape of the past year, a handful of series stand out not for their excellence, but for their notable shortcomings. From awkward spin-offs to confusingly poor documentaries, here are the programmes that left us utterly bewildered or just reaching for the remote.
The 'Sex and the City' Sequel
Where to begin with this divisive follow-up? Burdened with dreadful writing, painful character development (justice for Miranda!), and a paltry 71 seconds of fan-favourite Samantha, the series fought to find its footing. Briefly, as the final series began, it looked like it had at last hit its stride. Then arrived an episode all about Seemaâs natural deodorant. Little surprise the showrunner announced this would be the last series. It ended on a bum note; the lingering shot of Mirandaâs loo full of poo was simply too on-the-nose. Yet, fans certainly had a hoot dissecting every single âwtf?â episode. And as Carrie â once again single â twirled around her sprawling townhouse to Barry White, who didnât let out a small sob?
Allâs Fair
âIs Kim Kardashian an actress? The answer is a resounding no.â
But that was almost the smallest of this drama's issues. The subject of a very rare no-star assessment, it was difficult to know where to begin enumerating the flaws. The hilariously wooden writing? The mind-numbing veneration of wealth and consumption? The seemingly wilful procession of tropes? Acting so bad they felt almost malicious? Letâs just say âall of the aboveâ and never speak of this series again. However, a second season has been commissioned, so weâre likely going to have to.
AKA Charlie Sheen
Considering the restraining orders, domestic violence allegations and fatherly failures, itâs fair to say Charlie Sheen has been a troubled figure. Not youâd truly have known it from this three-part docuseries which smirked its way at Sheenâs various bouts of reckless excess while struggling to tell us a single thing we weren't already aware of. Rather, it felt as if this loose cannon was being indulged, so any sympathy this show might induce should be reserved for the people who have had to suffer proximity with this charming but dismissive egotist.
The Supercomputer Drama
Of course we understood it was preposterous from the get-go: a thriller about a AI known as Charlie Big Potatoes that could either save the world â or destroy all of humanity. We stuck with it out of sheer admiration 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 ultimately hacking Charlie with an axe ⊠in painfully slow-motion. Talk about admitting defeat.
MobLand
Dodgy figures meeting in deserted boxing gyms? The Prodigyâs Firestarter blaring in club scenes? The late 90s called and demands its crime drama back.
Actually, that is harsh on the gangland dramas of the late 90s. Many seem a little old-fashioned now, but at least they didnât endure the embarrassment of having to accommodate baffling accents. But there were many other problems. Primarily that it was just profoundly boring; a conflict over drug-selling territory between various London picaresques which seemed a bit basic.
The Meghan Markle Series
Given the degree to which she grinds the gears of certain performatively angry commentators, itâs almost tempting to admire the Duchess of Sussexâs various forays into quaint lifestyle as intentional provocations. But then you view them and are forced to admit that in this case, they might have a point. Itâs like watching a lifestyle catalogue animated; a meme for evening drinks with delusions of grandeur; a procession of sleeping dogs, buzzing beehives, Hallmark platitudes and pointless crafting âtipsâ youâll not remember instantly. All underpinned by immense, mostly unearned wealth. Ugh.
The Beckham Documentary
There are clearly interesting things to be discussed about regarding Victoria Beckham and her journey with vocation, identity, self-acceptance. But for some reason, this three-part series chose not to say them. Instead, the viewing was like consuming a marketing catalogue. She obviously has every right to resent what she describes as her âsternâ image. But sadly, she didnât do herself any favours with this guarded non-event of a series.
The Inheritance
It had the potential to be 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 competed, there was plenty of backstabbing and squabbling. But the rules quickly became bewildering: itâs still too complicated to explain what precisely was happening. Even more disappointingly, we only saw glimpses of the star via filmed videos. The show ended up smelling of a production that was trying way too hard to live up to something far greater than it.
Too Much
How does one succeed a show that defined a generation? The expectation was immense for this starry romantic comedy about Jessica, a hopeful New Yorker who arrives in London with a broken heart. The star took her biggest role by the horns and was joyous to watch, embodying Austen levels of romantic ideals. But it was all very slick and, paradoxically, was insufficient. Plus, the sheer amount of famous cameos involved felt icky.
The Sketch Show Return
Not even good enough to be âunevenâ.
Given the shrewd inclusion of gifted younger comics, hopes were high. But unhappily, most of it fell flat. A particular sketch was a single joke milked to a dry pulp but repeated in every episode. One star seemed too willing to slip into a well-known ranting mode. The writing room sketches, in contrast, simply inspired the idea that they should probably have stayed in there a while longer.
The Knox Dramatisation
This retelling 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 horrific 2007 murder, this was not it. The material needed to be handled sensitively. Instead, the series laboured awkwardly to find the right voice, lumbering from oddly jaunty, slightly stylised farce to ultimately, real-life horror. Twisted? Arguably. A total mess? Very much so.
Prime Target
We admire the star ⊠but did we buy him playing the greatest maths genius in history, a man so smart heâs on the brink of a breakthrough that could ruin society? Nope! This international thriller about secret services targeting â and killing off â academics frankly got more absurd by the second. Silliness-by-numbers.
The Bonnie Blue Documentary
This uncritical portrait followed the online personality renowned for explicit escapades as she prepared for her most extreme feat yet. What on earth would possess her? What we craved was way more examination of her actual psyche, plus those of the men in the line. They could at least have spoken to the now-famous mum who showed up to haul her son out of the queue. What we got was disturbing imagery and absolutely no interrogation of her notoriety whatsoever. It's staggering to consider, the documentary-maker has a young daughter too.