You could say this sitcom is about the blind leading the clueless. But it always ends with a family hug … sometimes literally.
You could say this sitcom is about the blind leading the clueless. But it always ends with a family hug … sometimes literally.
“Is there any way to keep our children safe?” “No,” Creegan replies sadly. “When will that change?” “Never,” intones Creegan.
Each episode begins with the following punch: ‘The crank calls you are about to hear are real. The names have not been changed. Screw the innocent.’
Jenna Elfman’s a single mom having a baby. But her show’s so trite and terrible she probably won’t even make it to the delivery room before it gets canceled. Or, given the state of TV these days, maybe she’ll have twins.
Producers don’t exactly impose a modern sensibility on young Oliver and his friends, but…
What do today’s teenagers really think about? Draw no conclusions based on this TV series, which merely reflects the misguided musings of television provocateur David E. Kelley…
OK. Sure. If by perfect NBC means manipulative, mean, neurotic, confused, immoral and isolated from anything at all that might make an actual relationships work.
What if you saw a vision of what you’d be doing in six months? Would it be a curse? A blessing? And would you see this show in your future?
Fifty percent American Idol. Fifty percent The Gong Show. One hundred percent spectacle.
