This is a tough show to get through, but it's a worthy addition to this current crap of "important" TV shows. It's grim and uncomfortable, but not totally without hope. And the young (and not-so-young) cast is stellar, notably Dylan Minnette and newcomer Katherine Langford. Now let me echo the critics and smart fans out there saying a single season is enough. This was great. Let it be.
Yes, this is a multi-cam family comedy that occasionally wades into cheesy territory, but it's refreshingly modern, quirky, and funny. The series isn't afraid to tackle big issues, but it maintains a light, heart-warming quality, making it a wonderful television escape.
Very much a mindfu*k, and one of those series that occasionally feels like work to figure out, but a fascinating and entertaining ride. I can't wait to see what other worlds open up as the show moves forward. Oh, and give Thandie Newton all of the awards.
Winona Ryder starring in a fun supernatural drama described as "a love letter to the '80s classics that captivated a generation"? Yes, please. The nostalgia factor is huge here. Taking place in 1983, we've got overt nods to E.T, Firestarter — even The Goonies. And it all works. Especially Ryder as Will's frantic single mom. Wino forever!
Take everything you love about U.S. food/cooking shows, remove everything you hate, add a dash of Himalayan pink salt, and you've got this perfectly prepared British vittle. The impossibly named Paul Hollywood and Mary Berry both kinda look like they'd be annoying judges, but they're delightful. Even the hosts are winning. It's remarkable.
As the years pass, I find myself wondering if this ever existed. A nearly perfect comedy pairing Jessica St. Clair and Lennon Parham, the show was pulled after just four episodes aired (two others were eventually posted online). It's the same mix of heart and laughs that the duo deliver in their current USA show, "Playing House," but significantly stronger. After "Happy Endings," the most annoying cancellation of the past five years. Networks are the worst.
The first season follows a young Jenny in the late '50s as she adjusts to her new job at a nursing convent in London's crowded East End, where many of her patients are living in squalor and battling enemies both visible and invisible. Among the most memorable are a Spanish woman pregnant for the 25th time and a 15-year-old Irish girl forced into prostitution. Cheery! The patients' stories are often brutal and actress Jessica Raine, who practically glows onscreen as Jenny, sheds her share of tears. There are occasional laughs, many coming from Miranda Hart's Chummy, but the show's a serious tear-jerker.
Jude Law gives one of his greatest performances as Pope Pius XIII, formerly Lenny Belardo, the first American pope. A chain-smoking, secretive, right-wing Machiavelli with a love of gold jewelry and big hats, Lenny knows what's up in the Vatican, so he eschews the counsel of the Secretary of State and brings in his surrogate mother, Sister Mary (Diane Keaton), to serve as his chief advisor. From the mind of Oscar-winning director Paolo Sorrentino, this is a fun, stylish, interesting, wonderfully watchable series.
Much like Tatiana Maslany's Emmy, this review is long overdue. The show is close to perfect, to be honest. The mix of heartfelt drama, slapstick comedy, and sci-fi terror is incredibly difficult to pull off, but the show manages to nail it, in large part due to Maslany's prodigious talent. She's literally everything and I can't even.