Contributor: Paul Asay

Downward Dog, based on a web series, is a strange, sweet and sadly problematic summertime sitcom.

The truth is out there. Want to hear it? The X-Files—while revolutionary—has always been a deeply uneven, problematic show.

Disney’s beloved 1980s sitcom finds new feathers in this worthy, witty successor.

With Netflix’s Defenders squad of superheroes now officially assembled, it doesn’t look like the streaming service saved the best for last.

Part Nancy Drew, part Final Destination, this Pretty Little Liars spinoff gets sucked into a supernaturally “enhanced” setting full of telegenic teens—both living and dead.

This animated dramedy about a horse-man named Bojack has something to say. But the way it says it leaves a lot to be desired.

I’m sure many will welcome back Will & Grace with open arms. But for me, this NBC reboot offers very little real grace.

Each age comes with its own nightmares. In the Age of Aquarius, one was Charles Manson. In ours, one might be this TV show.

This prequel series to Jim Henson’s 1982 fantasy classic has many facets—some that shine and others that are quite … dark.

Humans unveils a world in which lifelike robots—Synths—are all the rage.

UPDATED REVIEW: We cannot tell a lie. We’ve been watching Fox’s drama Lie to Me and have written a review of it. Oh, and we don’t like sweetbreads—which are neither sweet nor bread.

A group of young adults flock to L.A. to make it big. To become stars. But judging from the way they act, some of them might actually be from beyond the stars. (Too bad this isn’t a sci-fi series.)

Hope’s small-screen family lives not on Hallmark Avenue but on Fox Street—a neighborhood where The Simpsons look positively well-adjusted.

UPDATED REVIEW: Saturday Night Live alum Tina Fey—who has become an industry “it” girl but a commercial wallflower—packs her dry wit into this self-aware show within a show on NBC. Should you ask her to dance?

UPDATED REVIEW: Royal Pains is one pinch House, three dashes Magnum, P.I. and a whole sloshing bucket load of summer escapism. It’s as deep as a light sunburn, as provocative as a sensible winter coat.