I cancelled my DVR pass partway into the 4th episode. One of the least scary "horror" series I've ever seen, NOS4A2 suffers from poor casting, a spotty script, a slow, rambling plot, and laughable prosthetics on Zachary Quinto as old Charles Manx.
The details thrown in to make the show seem more authentic are the wrong details. The producers' condescending view of blue collar America drives every aspect of The Brat's characterization, from her drab home life to her mop-headed appearance to her part-time job scrubbing toilets. She can't even have an attractive moment when she's psychic, as they afflict her with pinkeye! She effectively wears a t-shirt throughout that reads, "Why, Yes, I am a Townie."
And they need to decide whether their demographics are Disney Channel or HBO. Either the goofy Scrabble tile medium delivers a poor girl's version of Hannah Montana, OR she seduces girls into suddenly explicit scenes in the library stacks. It's disconcerting and inappropriate to choose "all of the above."
By now, we should have more than a glimpse of the cryo-children in Christmasland. Instead, we're delving for another half hour into Bing's tedious backstory.
Another AMC show that has lost nearly all the goodwill and high hopes I had at the outset. Please hurry up and release Hugh Howey's "Wool" (and don't screw it up!).
The details thrown in to make the show seem more authentic are the wrong details. The producers' condescending view of blue collar America drives every aspect of The Brat's characterization, from her drab home life to her mop-headed appearance to her part-time job scrubbing toilets. She can't even have an attractive moment when she's psychic, as they afflict her with pinkeye! She effectively wears a t-shirt throughout that reads, "Why, Yes, I am a Townie."
And they need to decide whether their demographics are Disney Channel or HBO. Either the goofy Scrabble tile medium delivers a poor girl's version of Hannah Montana, OR she seduces girls into suddenly explicit scenes in the library stacks. It's disconcerting and inappropriate to choose "all of the above."
By now, we should have more than a glimpse of the cryo-children in Christmasland. Instead, we're delving for another half hour into Bing's tedious backstory.
Another AMC show that has lost nearly all the goodwill and high hopes I had at the outset. Please hurry up and release Hugh Howey's "Wool" (and don't screw it up!).