tv review
Reviews of TV series depicting onscreen affairs of the human heart.
Reality VS Reality
Let’s talk reality shows. What is a reality show? According to the dictionary: a reality show is a television program in which ordinary people are continuously filmed, designed to be entertaining rather than informative. They are the cheapest to produce, but the most popular television programs to watch.
By Melissa Bezborotko 5 years ago in Humans
MAFS: “I’m just being honest” - The greatest fuckline since Dean Wells told everyone he was a feminist.
I love this show as much as the next person. It’s trash TV at its best and I have been borderline obsessed since being personally trolled by the likes of Nasser and DW - it made me laugh so hard I just had to watch it, because - HOW DO THEY FIND THESE PEOPLE?! AND HOW DO THESE PEOPLE ACTUALLY EXIST?
By Sean Cohen James5 years ago in Humans
My Review of Mr. Queen Series
Mr. Queen is a historic Korean series whose most of the plot is based on the historic Joseon era. The genre of series is comedy, historic, romance, character swap, character in foreign world, action, bromance. Apart from that, there are some scenes that may appear as BL and GL. This series is appropriate for the age of 15 and above. This series doesn’t claim any historic accuracy but the storyline is based on one of the king and queen of the Joseon era of Korea. This series comprises 20 episodes with a duration of 55-75 minutes each.
By Blake Hunt5 years ago in Humans
If You Love Crazy Romance Shows, Here Are 2 That Will Knock You Off Your Feet!
Before I started watching YOU, I was slowly losing hope for Netflix. I would scroll for hours just to find an interesting show to binge when I got home from a long school day and couldn't find anything that caught my eye.
By Danielle Albright5 years ago in Humans
How come we aren't talking about the rape scene in Bridgerton?
Content warning: Rape Spoilers for Bridgerton season 1 episode 6. I’d heard a lot of talk about Bridgerton at the start of the year, so when I finished what I'd been watching it was the next show on my list, and I must say it was a good watch. And damn does it make me thankful that I live in the 21st Century. Watching Daphne almost get married off to some random old man had me cringing, and I was incensed with rage when he then tried to claim her and assaulted her. Also, the thought of ‘shaming’ yourself and all the women in your family just for being with a man ‘unchaperoned’ is horrendously archaic. Honestly, props to all women for making it through that time alive because it must have been absolute hell. My other half even made a comment when Daphne’s older brother was trying to find her a husband, asking how I’d feel if my older brother was having to find me a husband. Thank god we don’t operate like that anymore!
By Jade Anderson 5 years ago in Humans
Something Borrowed and New
Perfectly shaped snowflakes are dancing through the mid-winter air softly caressing your perfectly shaped and rosed cheeks. Your elegantly tailored, blush embroidered dress trailing behind you. Something borrowed. Something blue. Something new. Followed shortly by an, "I do."
By Alley Cowgill5 years ago in Humans
Hell's Kitchen: Better them than me
There is nothing that makes me feel better after a long day of studying and delivering groceries than hearing Gordon Ramsay call people "donuts" because the Hell's Kitchen chefs underprepare meat and forget to bring him the lamb sauce. Even further, it is such a wonderful opportunity for me to watch other people be miserable while I sit back, drink my Capri-Sun, and enjoy a microwaved butternut squash soup that Gordon Ramsay would highly disapprove of. This week the punishment for the losing team in the team challenge, which happened to be serving brunch to newlyweds who actually got married while they prepared the kitchen to cook their meals, was to prepare 600 cupcakes for the newly-weds that they just served brunch. Watching Marc and Declan yell at each other is cherry on top of those cupcakes. The way they clash with each other is like watching a chihuahua run in circles around a bulldog who cannot seem to be bothered. In case you were wondering Marc is the Chihuahua and Declan is the bulldog. Topping off the episode for the week is the sheer joy I feel at watching others get whipped into shape by Ramsay himself. For this season, all eyes are on Nicole. She comes in with the least amount of experience, but even after a few mistakes in the first episode she seems to really be coming in to her own and had a wonderful spot this week where she showed her fellow team member, Brittani, how to properly cook the fish at her station, even when it was not necessarily a requirement for her to do so, which shows tremendous leadership skills. Although her other teammates underestimate her, she seems to be showing that she may have what it takes to go the distance, and I really hope she does. After all, this show is about getting your name in the spotlight and taking advantage of a rare opportunity to work with some of the most familiar chef names in the world. While the episode closes off with Brittani leaving Gordon Ramsay’s farewell message was nicer than most, showing that while he does not believe she is ready, he still had good feelings about her as a person. For me, this show is such a guilty pleasure because I get to watch dreams come true. Also, every season, every single one, has a person that we as the viewers love to hate, and while that may be different for everyone, it is a perfect reason to get involved in all of the chef’s journeys as they make there way through pressure cooker that everyone who has ever watched Hell’s Kitchen knows so well. Between brutal punishments, such as removing pounds of mushrooms from the logs they were grown from, and the luxurious rewards, such as getting to visit the location of the prize restaurant, which the winner will be the head chef of, there is so much to enjoy about Hell’s Kitchen. While it is important to note that the prize is 250,000 dollars, it is even more important to note that the money is a salary. The opportunity is to earn a dream job, and I definitely understand why the punishments are so brutal and why Chef Ramsay is so harsh in the kitchen. After a long day in the books and lecture videos, it is a refreshing change of pace to watch these people get put through the ringer and to know that at least for someone a dream is coming true. When you sit down to watch this guilty pleasure be prepared for a wild ride, and for the love of god, do not forget the lamb sauce!
By Michael King5 years ago in Humans
What I Secretly Learned From The Bachelor and The Bachelorette
You know how you can say you would never watch something, but then you secretly watch it and realize you were a bit too judgy too soon? Welcome to my Bachelor-watching world! Or as host Chris Harrison would say, Bachelor Nation.
By C.J. Robinson5 years ago in Humans
I'm obsessed with my F*R*I*E*N*D*S
Everyone tends to have that one show that they can drop anything and watch. Or it's that one show that you can quote lines from to signify that you know the episode. I have even gone as far as to incorporate quotes from the show into my every day life. Could I be any more cheesy? Yes, yes, I can.
By Bridgette Kovacevich5 years ago in Humans
Befriending a Princess . Top Story - February 2021.
On Wednesday, January 20, 2016, I had an odd conversation with a dear friend of mine. The actual words we exchanged were normal enough, but there was something hanging in the air between us that I couldn’t name. There seemed to be a question in his eyes.
By Jesse Hixson5 years ago in Humans
Love, When Every Man is an Island
I’ve become a crier in my adult life. I blame my grandmother who is also responsible for my pre-mature greying. She’s gotten into the habit of crying every time we say goodbye. And every time we laugh too hard, which is often when we’re together. She’s a joyous woman. Anyway, I’ve embraced it, being a crier. Certain commercials will get me, lines in reality tv shows, trailers to movies...things that aren’t supposed to elicit a deep emotional connection, those things can sneak up on me like a crushing tsunami. One minute the waters are calm, typical--it’s a hotel commercial--then, bang, my throat closes, my tears rim, my heart clutches in my chest. These tsunamis of emotion grip me and all I can do is try not to give in. Holding my breath, I force the emotions into a tiny box and place the tiny box on a small shelf deep inside me. I both cherish and reject emotion. I think if I looked in my heart, I’d find row upon row upon row of tiny shelved boxes, where government secrets go to die. Obviously, one of the bulbs on row 138 flickers a bit, but no one’s there to notice. I don’t notice. I’ve become an adept emotional evader, which has served me well in a world of an undisciplined, dare I say, immoral reign of emotion.
By Jessica Meek5 years ago in Humans
