Pzzzzt! Lights Out Blondie!
What do adult New Yorkers love – dare I say it? – more than alcohol? Real estate porn. Especially aspirational real estate porn which, according to the address listed in the title, is what this show is about. But this is less Million Dollar Listing: New York and more Rosemary’s Baby. Continue reading
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What? How is the Emmy Award winningest reality television show The Amazing Race Terrible Television? Well it’s not. Except for when it is. While it is by far the best reality television show of all time (sorry, Taylor Swift), some of the teams are comprised of terrible people. And when you take away a terrible person’s creature comforts and plunk them down in faraway places with limited funds and minimal language skills, they often do and say terrible, cringeworthy things. Continue reading
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Okay, let’s try this again. Revolution is the show where all the lights go out and the world turns into a very special episode of Little House on the Prairie. The credits say that C. Thomas Howell is a guest star, but since I only remember him from his fine work in Soul Man and it’s unlikely that he will be wearing blackface on this show, I doubt that I will recognize him when I see him. Continue reading
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Sweaty, Hotty and Grumpy
I come to Last Resort a virtual virgin – I have literally no idea what this show is supposed to be about, but Scott Speedman and Andre Braugher are on it, so I am willing to give it a try. Resting on the laurels of Felicity and Homicide, how can the show go wrong? I will pair it with a nice Sauvignon Blanc. And be warned, I am not investing in learning any character names yet. Continue reading
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Meet your newest writer, DrunkMommy. She is a wine aficionado with two matching toddlers and has been known to watch some really lousy television.
So there seems to be a theme to Terrible Television, and we are only two shows deep. That theme is ‘how dumb do these writers think we are?’ Or perhaps it is ‘how dumb are these writers?’ But I am trying to give the writers a little credit for perhaps looking down on us, rather than up to us. I mean, they are the ones getting paid the big bucks for network television shows, correct? And we are the mere peasants blogging about their terrible shows. For free. But don’t let that stop you from reading. Continue reading
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I’m a sucker for sci-fi. I love global destruction, dystopian societies, and end-of-the-world calamities. So when I saw the commercial for Revolution, I was pretty damned excited. Not only did it promise mystery and intrigue combined with stunning visuals of a weird, changed world, but it had some rather impressive names attached. J.J. Abrams, Jon Favreau, and television’s bestest bad boy, Giancarlo Esposito. But only minutes into the season premiere, I knew the show would fall far short of my expectations. Continue reading
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