While most people spend the summer going to festivals and swimming, I’ve been backstroking in the entertainment-less abyss that is my showhole left by the hiatuses of my favorite regular season shows. You know, the ones that weren’t cancelled. RIP The Passage.
Thanks to premium channels and streaming services, there’s always new shows to discover. So here’s how I spent my summer vacation: binge-watching a variety wonderfully weird, deliciously diverse, fantastic new television. Since there’s still a good three weeks before the new TV season gets into full-swing, I’ll share the best binges I’ve had this summer, excluding the food truck festival I went to in July...
You know you’re watching a fantastic episode of The CW’s Supernatural when the end credits appear, and you are damp with tears, overwhelmed with irrational anger, and exhausted from the merciless beating your feels just endured.
Last week, the long-running sci-fi drama celebrated its milestone 300th episode by baptizing it in Jared Padalecki’s tears and Winchester feels. The much-hyped episode somehow outlived the monstrous hype by taking everything we love about Supernatural--the monster hunts, the broments, campy fight scenes--and masterfully mashing them into an hour of television that was both a love letter to the 299 episodes before it and legacy created by characters Sam and Dean Winchester and stars Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles.
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When I was a little girl, my mother didn’t buy me clothes with white people on them. It was her way of making sure I didn't idolize the litany of white characters on television and in books. I never really noticed until I was older when I was shopping for my niece and was reluctant to the do the same (I literally made her Gryffindor gear with my bare hands. She raised a proper blerd, don't worry). As long as I had my Michael Jackson t-shirt or Care Bears nightgown, I was happy.
As I watched Black Lightning from the new CW superhero series and electrocute racist cops that told him to “get his black ass on the ground” and his daughters hold their own against their own personal villain, I felt my inner eight-year-old giggle with glee in a way she rarely had. Because I saw myself eagerly saving my allowance to buy a Black Lightning shirt instead of my Michael Jackson cards. Is this why kids love comic books? Because they get to see themselves and their stories reflected back and heightened by imagination and fantasy? Because it's so easy to envision themselves as the savior?
Every fall, I always make a valiant attempt to watch at least one episode of every new series. Even with DVR, I usually tap out before mid-October. While very few pilots piqued by interest this season, even a failed tradition is a tradition. And since I’m stubborn enough not to learn anything from the past, I’ve also decided to write as many reviews of those shows as possible.
There are far too many TV shows and so little time, so here are 6 reviews of new shows in 200 words or less...
When I first saw the trailer for The Bold Type, I could not contain the socket-spraining eyeroll. For the post-The Sex And The City and The Devil Wears Prada generation, television shows and movies about chic twenty-somethings who move the The Big Apple in search of fabulousness and love at a fashion magazine are about as common as its Tuesday airdate and just as realistic as an airbrushed photo of a supermodel.
I braced myself for faux feminism, the lone minority (Sweet/Vicious' Aisha Dee) to have scraps of a storyline, and lots of pseudo-glam outfits.
And I have never been more happy to be wrong about everything, including the fashion. Freeform's The Bold Type is the splashy summer show that lives up to its titular promise by pairing painfully relatable drama with the provocative shot of real female empowerment.
I will forever loathe Dawson's Creek creator Kevin Williamson for patenting that hyper-intelligent super-polished manner in which teenagers in all high school dramas now speak, especially when I can only pry a few words out of my incredibly intelligent niece.
It's one of the very few downsides of 13 Reasons Why, Netflix's latest and possibly best series since House Of Cards. Based on the novel by Jay Asher, 13 follows Clay Jensen's discovery of cassette tapes his friend Hannah recorded before her suicide dictating the reasons why she decided to take her own life. It is a haunting cautionary tale about teen suicide, bullying and a rightfully scathing commentary about society as a whole.
Overwrought dialogue aside, 13 is an unflinchingly powerful, beautifully written and expertly acted glimpse at the emotional rigors of high school life in the age of Instagram, Snapchat and Twitter--something executive producer Selena Gomez knows more than a little about. In these times, when compassion seems to be nearing global extinction, 13 Reasons Why is should be assigned homework for everyone, parents and kids alike.
As it usually does, Monday's Jane The Virgin aired a brilliant and soul-crushing piece of television that was as exquisite as it was devastating. "Chapter Fifty-Four" saw all of the characters embarking on game-changing journeys and one unexpectedly die.
It’s not hard to fall in love with Supernatural. From its game-changing combination of macabre humor, gut-wrenching feels, ride-or-die bromance, classic horror, and dashing leads, there are a lot of reasons why The CW’s sci-fi show about two monster-hunting brothers saving people is the longest drama in WB and The CW’s history--250 of them to be exact.
Supernatural roared into 2017 celebrating its landmark 250th episode, reminding everyone why you don’t mess with the Winchesters.
On Thursday, Fox's stellar baseball drama, Pitch, closed out its first season after just 10 episodes. I've praised the show so much throughout its frustratingly short run that I'm out of ways to originally show my love.
Since this show ended its rookie season with nary a word from the network regarding season 2 or the dreaded C-word, I'm actually angry that Fox is betraying yet another quality show led by a black woman (See Sleepy Hollow and Minority Report).
Frankly, I'm tired of prettying up why this show is so important for television and the fans who have come to worship it. Here's the bottomline: Fox would be fucking stupid not to renew Pitch. Here are the 4 biggest reasons why this show desperately needs a second season.
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