The ambitious nine-part series lands plenty of punches if you go in knowing that it positions comic-book fare not as escapist entertainment but as bloody, political commentary.
Ashcroft crudely shifts between black comedy and disturbing violence, rather than accomplishing the more difficult task of combining the two into one nauseating, yet undeniably thrilling sensation.
Unafraid to dive head first into its fantastical and emotional core, “Dark Winds” feels like a miracle in the current era of television.
New titles on Netflix this month include “Den of Thieves 2,” “How to Have Sex,” “Do the Right Thing,” and “The Outrun.”
For a show hellbent on whitewashing the clearly sociopathic behaviors of sports team owners, “Running Point” is frequently funny.
It’s old-fashioned dramatic entertainment.
“Suits: LA” is pleasant enough, soothing even, but you better bring your own things to think about, because it offers nothing more.
An objectively beautiful series filled with awe-inspiring landscapes and handsomely depicted wildlife whose existence is flattened by a repetitive approach.
If this was released in its original form, then I would be proud to call “Win or Lose” a home run.
It’s not a disaster, but it won’t stand out enough in the TV garden.
Stands out as a thrilling and heartfelt examination of race and class in 19th-century London.
The intensity of this season has an immense impact on its characters, and although they unfortunately suffer, it makes for some of the best television of the year.
Hunt can only do so much with co-stars who either don’t or aren’t meant to have chemistry with her character.
“Witcher” diehards might well make do with “Sirens” as a consolation prize. But it does feel like settling for less.
The mixture may get a bit muddled at times, but it’s still pretty satisfying in a way that the blockbusters that actually make it to theaters nowadays rarely are.
Its final five installments are classic “Cobra Kai”—melodramatic, cheesier than a charcuterie board, and deeply affectionate towards its sprawling dojo of misfits.
“La Dolce Villa” is about as authentic an Italian experience as a night at the Olive Garden.
Might be my favorite season yet.
