Half of the first episode is intriguing, although the excessively juvenile Ms Buckens is a bridge too far as far as casting goes.
Then the not-so-fun begins, as everyone, from the husband and his ex to the husband's despicable family and various bit players intervene and throw shade, nay hatred, on Ms Buckens, for no discernable reason, other than the fact that she dresses like a ditsy teenager and is always either pathologically perky or pitching snark far beyond her ability to reach her targets.
How naive does one have to be to marry an obviously massively wealthy man but not demand one's own bank account or pre-nup or legally-guaranteed share of the goodies? Who is brainless enough to not know or question where one's passport is? Oh, it's all too inane for words, and yet...
It ends with his brain-dead body doing that "Oh yeah? Look at my twitching finger, ladies!" So is he coming back to wreak more havoc?
Heaven forfend, once was more than enough.
Then the not-so-fun begins, as everyone, from the husband and his ex to the husband's despicable family and various bit players intervene and throw shade, nay hatred, on Ms Buckens, for no discernable reason, other than the fact that she dresses like a ditsy teenager and is always either pathologically perky or pitching snark far beyond her ability to reach her targets.
How naive does one have to be to marry an obviously massively wealthy man but not demand one's own bank account or pre-nup or legally-guaranteed share of the goodies? Who is brainless enough to not know or question where one's passport is? Oh, it's all too inane for words, and yet...
It ends with his brain-dead body doing that "Oh yeah? Look at my twitching finger, ladies!" So is he coming back to wreak more havoc?
Heaven forfend, once was more than enough.