notstudyinglaw
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Overall this show is smart and brilliantly funny; and yes, incredibly overlooked. BUT, it was far from perfect.
First, Andy Dick is simply NOT funny. As the show went on, it seemed to indulge his dumbed down humor all too often. The rest of the cast was, I'll admit, close to perfect- especially the late Phil Hartman and Khandi Alexander, who, as already pointed out, never got her due.
Second, the show THOUGHT it was much smarter and more urbane than it actually was. All too often, I felt as if the writers were chuckling to themselves over some "smart" or "quick" line that simply came out sounding forced and juvenile. The attention lavished on Dick and the similarly unfunny Vicki Lewis, that was therefore denied Alexander and other fine cast members, further indicates that the writers became obsessed with their own cuteness and that of their "trendy" stars, to the detriment of a fine show.
Obviously, this show is worth watching. But it often has a forced feel that is the opposite of the easy flow of nothingness that was Seinfeld. And while I may miss the Seinfeld stars, I am thrilled that Andy Dick seems to have dropped off the face of the planet.
First, Andy Dick is simply NOT funny. As the show went on, it seemed to indulge his dumbed down humor all too often. The rest of the cast was, I'll admit, close to perfect- especially the late Phil Hartman and Khandi Alexander, who, as already pointed out, never got her due.
Second, the show THOUGHT it was much smarter and more urbane than it actually was. All too often, I felt as if the writers were chuckling to themselves over some "smart" or "quick" line that simply came out sounding forced and juvenile. The attention lavished on Dick and the similarly unfunny Vicki Lewis, that was therefore denied Alexander and other fine cast members, further indicates that the writers became obsessed with their own cuteness and that of their "trendy" stars, to the detriment of a fine show.
Obviously, this show is worth watching. But it often has a forced feel that is the opposite of the easy flow of nothingness that was Seinfeld. And while I may miss the Seinfeld stars, I am thrilled that Andy Dick seems to have dropped off the face of the planet.
Like everyone else it seems, I was looking forward to this show. But, I hate to say it; it is just plain old bad dumb TV. Bad plots, bad dialogue, bad production values. Sad, sad, sad.
For some reason I thought that the name "Kevin Williamson" would indicate some level of quality. Then I looked back at Williamson's filmography- is he really all that? The Scream series is brilliant and witty, and Dawson's had moments. But beyond that, when you add Glory Days to the pile, his inane juvenile panderings are seriously starting to outweigh his insightful fresh offerings.
Yes, Glory Days has been cancelled. It did have potential- I'll admit I watched beyond the dreadful premiere. But it never seemed to realize that potential was not enough. In order to succeed and satisfy, it desperately needed to honestly evaluate what works and what doesn't from the genres it was drawing on.
Perhaps if they had left behind the unbelievable soap-opera-ish set-ups, which are the annoying hallmark of suspense shows directed at the older set, including Murder She Wrote and Diagnosis Murder, I could have swallowed it? After all, it ain't the gray hair that keeps me away from those shows, it is the endless parade of Scooby-Doo like "mysteries." Yes, the amusement park owner, or the new boyfriend, or any number of stock "killers" really DID do it. Did the fun twists of Scream wear Williamson out?
Or what if they'd tried harder to make us care about the main characters, as Williamson was somehow able to do in Dawson's? I fully acknowledge that Williamson is no Whedon, so I knew better than to expect anything actually thought provoking. But even slightly believable, or engaging, or entertaining, could have kept this show afloat.
Good Riddance. But here's to hoping the WB will try its hand at the genre again.
For some reason I thought that the name "Kevin Williamson" would indicate some level of quality. Then I looked back at Williamson's filmography- is he really all that? The Scream series is brilliant and witty, and Dawson's had moments. But beyond that, when you add Glory Days to the pile, his inane juvenile panderings are seriously starting to outweigh his insightful fresh offerings.
Yes, Glory Days has been cancelled. It did have potential- I'll admit I watched beyond the dreadful premiere. But it never seemed to realize that potential was not enough. In order to succeed and satisfy, it desperately needed to honestly evaluate what works and what doesn't from the genres it was drawing on.
Perhaps if they had left behind the unbelievable soap-opera-ish set-ups, which are the annoying hallmark of suspense shows directed at the older set, including Murder She Wrote and Diagnosis Murder, I could have swallowed it? After all, it ain't the gray hair that keeps me away from those shows, it is the endless parade of Scooby-Doo like "mysteries." Yes, the amusement park owner, or the new boyfriend, or any number of stock "killers" really DID do it. Did the fun twists of Scream wear Williamson out?
Or what if they'd tried harder to make us care about the main characters, as Williamson was somehow able to do in Dawson's? I fully acknowledge that Williamson is no Whedon, so I knew better than to expect anything actually thought provoking. But even slightly believable, or engaging, or entertaining, could have kept this show afloat.
Good Riddance. But here's to hoping the WB will try its hand at the genre again.
Watching this film, I was bored silly, but more importantly, I felt so sorry for all the actors involved. No, I would never have called any of them "great" actors, even at their best. But they seemed to have solid careers in A-minus list blockbuster type movies or great television. Now they're left wallowing in this B-minus bad TV-movie looking thing.
Mark Hamill? Sweetie, if you can't get a real part, then please just live off your Star Wars royalties and let us remember you with some last shred of dignity. His "acting" is just sad, and to add to the insult, he's in a tiny role. And poor Christopher Reeve, to add to his tragic accident, this will be left as, probably, his last film. He usually has such on screen appeal, but he's flat and strangely unhealthy looking, even at the opening.
Linda whatshername is passable, but should just go to Australia, be happy with being beautiful, and forget about having a real film career.
But the prize for worst job (I can't even say acting anymore) must go to the truly atrocious Kirstie Alley. I never thought she was much of an actress, but always found her appealing and watchable. Unlike some, I don't mind smoking in movies, but here it truly is bizarre and she poses with it like some kid vamping for the camera.
During the first half, the plot is somewhat intriguing, but then it falls apart due in large part to the story itself, as well as John Carpenter's inept direction.
Spare yourself. I enjoy low-brow scifi/horror just as much as the next gal, but this is simply a bad movie.
Mark Hamill? Sweetie, if you can't get a real part, then please just live off your Star Wars royalties and let us remember you with some last shred of dignity. His "acting" is just sad, and to add to the insult, he's in a tiny role. And poor Christopher Reeve, to add to his tragic accident, this will be left as, probably, his last film. He usually has such on screen appeal, but he's flat and strangely unhealthy looking, even at the opening.
Linda whatshername is passable, but should just go to Australia, be happy with being beautiful, and forget about having a real film career.
But the prize for worst job (I can't even say acting anymore) must go to the truly atrocious Kirstie Alley. I never thought she was much of an actress, but always found her appealing and watchable. Unlike some, I don't mind smoking in movies, but here it truly is bizarre and she poses with it like some kid vamping for the camera.
During the first half, the plot is somewhat intriguing, but then it falls apart due in large part to the story itself, as well as John Carpenter's inept direction.
Spare yourself. I enjoy low-brow scifi/horror just as much as the next gal, but this is simply a bad movie.