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Jennifer Eight (1992)
Meh, Not Underrated
This movie is on the level of 1970s "TV movies," which were hastily thrown together weekly made-for-TV films written by hack screenwriters with hack directors and hack production values. It's surprising that Andy Garcia (in his hot days) and Uma Thurman are in this middling drama. I'm guessing the majority of the film's funding went to their salaries, because i cant find anything else the money might have been spent on. Certainly not on plot or characterization. If you haven't figured out who is the murderer after he's on screen for 20 seconds, then you should just OD yourself because there is no hope for you.
Today's TV procedural dramas are 100 times better than this film. But damn, Andy was hot back then.
Not THE Worst
This is not the worst movie ever made.
Melissa McCarthy's "The Boss" is the worst movie ever made.
You have been warned.
The Ghostbusters remake, also with Melissa McCarthy, is in the top ten worst movies.
I don't dislike Melissa McCarthy. I thought she was great as Sean Spicer. But someone else obviously chose the material for that SNL sketch, not Melissa. She is fine when someone steps in, refuses to allow her to repetitively swear or do scatological or gross sexual jokes.
The Durrells (2016)
All you need do to get a feeling for this series is to look at the signature photo, i.e., the series official cast photo. The characters are all scowling or looking somewhat blank. And there you have it. This program is about a family of self-centered, whiny, insulting young people who continually disrespect their mother. Mother looks exasperated, then tells them what wonderful children they are and how much she loves them. Every once in a while, mother puts her foot down and demands something of her children. They mostly don't do it.
I believe this show is supposed to be humorous or farcical. It's not. It's annoying and there are no characters worth caring about. The youngest boy goes around capturing and imprisoning local wildlife. The girl is brainless and boy-crazy. The writer son looks down on everyone and the other son is a cypher with a gun and a local girlfriend but, believe me, you don't care about the son-girlfriend relationship because the characters are forgettable. The writer son is interested in his mother's sex life and that is creepy enough, but he brings home a dangerous old drunk to satiate her. I think the ensuing scene is supposed to be madcap, but it was just a chore to sit through.
I understand that Keeley Hawes is very popular in the UK, but I don't find her interesting as an actor and yes, I've seen her in other programs. Ashes to Ashes, Upstairs Downstairs 2.0 and The Tunnel to name a few. She always come across to me as Keeley Hawes, as opposed to the character she's playing. I see actors like Nicola Walker and Sarah Lancashire in as many programs, but I find them interesting. They always convince me they are the characters they're playing. I'm thinking maybe Miss Hawes' popularity is the reason why a Durrells series two is planned.
I really hope PBS stays away from series two. This has been a particularly dreary PBS season with the Durrells, the dreadfully miscast/historically inaccurate Indian Summers and the monotonously dingy Wallander (half of every episode is composed of grey-tinged scenes of Kenneth Branagh staring bleakly at nothing, signifying his health --- and the soul of the world--- is not-so-good). I miss good PBS programming and hope this dry spell ends soon. I'm not one of those Downton Abbey fans who must have elegant drawing rooms and women in artfully designed period clothing. I watched Downton for the lulz --- which it delivered. At least Downton was a success of so-bad- it's-good TV. The Durrells - no.
And yes, I know the youngest son grows up to be a much-beloved naturalist/author, but I'm not willing to sit through this program long enough to see him evolve.
2 Broke Girls (2011)
Clarence! Take Me Back! I Want to Live Again!
Please Clarence, take me out of the 1970s --- stop showing me what a world without humor is like! I don't want to stay here in this 2 Broke Girls universe of bizarro-world retro TV where sex and going to the bathroom are "nudge-nudge, know what I mean, eh?" topics. Not since Happy Days has there been a TV show where the canned laughter erupts for every line spoken and where prolonged applause greets a tiresomely unfunny character who utters lamely repetitive catchphrases.
In the 1970s, Happy Days was the favorite show of kindergarten and elementary school kids. Fonzie was the idol of preschoolers. But children of these ages shouldn't be allowed to watch the horrifyingly unfunny dreck of 2 Broke Girls. Sexual innuendos can occasionally be subtle and funny, but not on this show. They are shrilly delivered, blatantly crude and unending. 2 Broke Girls takes the format of 1970s sitcoms -- unrealistic characters in an unrealistic world talking in an unrealistic way -- and adds relentlessly repeated references to bodily functions that produce effluvia of one kind or another. I was thoroughly disgusted by this grimy, smutty juvenalia and I only saw one freaking episode.
This show is so bad it should be cancelled, then shot through the head so that it can never rise again. Then its carcass should be thrown onto a bonfire and reduced to carbon molecules.
Take me home Clarence, back to a world where canned laughter is recognized as a historical mistake and is banished forever. Take me back to to a time where TV characters do not deliver awful one liners in a stridently irritating voice, then stand back and wait for the yucks. Take me away from this 2 Broke Girls world where tawdry, one-note cultural and ethnic stereotypes are a substitute for wit.
Take me home to the 21st century.
I get that it's supposed to be all glum and noir and bleak, but nothing about this show interested me. The detective characters were barely one dimensional. The lead detective mopes around staring at people, staring at photos, staring out at the landscape. The murders themselves are dull and no matter how hard I tried to care, I just didn't. I didn't care about the gloomily uptight detectives or about the victims and ultimately didn't care to continue watching episodes to find out who killed them and why. There isn't much story to any of this; there's a lot of cinematography padding. I didn't find the landscape interesting enough to warrant all the scenery padding. Maybe it's because I live in a more beautiful area that empties out at the end of summer, so I'm used to autumnal and wintery open space. The lead detective sure does try hard to resuscitate people, though. He seems to pound on chests a lot out in damp fields.. If you like inexplicably tormented detectives with a permanent 5 o'clock shadow, fields, reeds and lots of outdoor birdsong (without ever seeing a bird), you'll like this series. Otherwise, it's almost a bad parody of ScandNoir.