Generally, I am a big fan of britcoms. And this one seemed to have so much going for it: A stellar cast, an attractive premise, a leafy suburban London setting.
Having sat through two episodes, though, I am aghast at how poorly written and, as a result, unfunny, the show is. Promising plot lines are instantly discarded, without any development. Characters who were thrown into near-violent situations are, two minutes later, just chillin' and sticking around; no further action.
If you want to have a laugh, you need to be able to laugh at literally anything and everything. 32 fridges delivered to your house! (We never learn why, how, or what happened to them.) A front yard filled with inflatable sex toys! (Ditto.) And so the tedium keeps unfolding.
A total and utter failure.
Having sat through two episodes, though, I am aghast at how poorly written and, as a result, unfunny, the show is. Promising plot lines are instantly discarded, without any development. Characters who were thrown into near-violent situations are, two minutes later, just chillin' and sticking around; no further action.
If you want to have a laugh, you need to be able to laugh at literally anything and everything. 32 fridges delivered to your house! (We never learn why, how, or what happened to them.) A front yard filled with inflatable sex toys! (Ditto.) And so the tedium keeps unfolding.
A total and utter failure.