Too Much

After watching the entire series, I realized it felt like a social commentary on our individualistic and narcissistic culture. It made me sad, and I think it was supposed to make me laugh. It felt like everybody was so egotistical in this series there was not one redeeming character, including the protagonist. I wanted to like her a little more, but I just couldn't. She just kept sabotaging herself. Also, this series felt like it lacked a really good, strong plot sometimes it felt quite boring and like they were stretching the series for more episodes. I gave it a higher score because I loved all of the actors performances. It was nice to see Lena again, and I know she created this. I would say this had a beautiful moments and very disturbing moments, but I'm not going to be recommending it overall.

I didn't research any of the actors/producers/writers/creators before watching. Not too long into the first episode, I immediately clocked Lena Dunham's touch. If you've seen Dunham's "Girls" (HBO) you will get immediate Hannah energy from the main character. From what I've seen so far, a lot of the situations Jessica herself into are very similar to Hannah from Girls. BUT, it does not have quite the same wit and bite as the dialogue in Girls. Girls felt messier without TRYING to be. Jessica is just a tinge over the top to where it's borderline unbelievable that anyone is friends with her or wants to be with her. Lena's previous characters, like Hannah Horvath, were more fleshed out. They are trying TOO HARD to make Jessica a "mess".

I can see the Netflix boardroom conversation now: "Hey, remember how well last year's series One Day did? People loved that cute guy from The White Lotus-Leo Woodall. Let's grab another cute guy from The White Lotus-Will Sharpe this time-pair him with a quirky but relatable girl, drop them in London, throw in some hipster melancholy and emotional turbulence, and voilà! We've got our next streaming hit."

That's more or less what Too Much feels like.

The ingredients are all there: an acclaimed indie darling (Lena Dunham), a cool urban setting, plenty of yearning, offbeat dialogue, and a cast that looks great in soft lighting. But while One Day built genuine emotional weight over time, Too Much often feels like it's trying to reverse-engineer the same success rather than create something fresh.

Will Sharpe does his best with what he's given-he has a quiet magnetism that keeps things watchable-but the writing never quite gives his character the space or depth he deserves. The same goes for the lead female role, which vacillates between charming and frustrating without ever landing with much emotional impact.

There are nice moments. A few scenes have a rawness that feels honest, and the London backdrop is used well. But overall, it's a show that feels like it was made by checking boxes. It's not terrible-but it's trying too hard to be something we've already seen.

So many wasted talents in this yawn of a comedy. Will Sharp is the reason for two of the three stars, hopefully this will lead to bigger and better things.

The ensemble characters are a bunch of stereotypes, choosen to complete a checklist of visibility.

The biggest problem is the total unlikeability of the main character. You really stop caring about her crash life in London very quickly. The "funny" social situations are so contrived they become just silly. The written tries too hard to cover issues, emotions etc.

A special mention for Jennifer Saunders playing an unfunny version of Abfab Eddie

It tries to too hard and fails dramatically, if you want to see a well written female lead comedy watch Fleabag (or even Miranda)

The main character jokes around and makes looks so much that it's not even believable as a real person. Even when she's supposed to be heartbroken it is a farce. Cringy. I'd like some character with substance. No one in the world acts the way these characters do but the main character more so than others. No substance at all just one "joke" after the other.