"Blimey, we don't have any bloody content! And what we do have has no appeal to a younger demographic!"
"In addition, we have no budget. Whatever shall we do?"
"Let's dig up a property that nobody remembers and sexy it up. We'll make it appealing to the lame-duck hipsters and they can enjoy it while twirling their Ye Olde Mustaches and they're making their own shampoo."
"That's a jolly good idea! Let's have tea."
Sadly, that's exactly what they did. In the process, they threw every "sexy" thing they could think of, to the point that it's utterly ridiculous. Right off the bat, you've mild nudity, an outrageously blue Corvette, goofy and quirky characterizations, "hip" dialogue laced with humor so that the short attention span crowd doesn't wander off, silly pop music, young(er) actors, gore courtesy of The Walking Dead crew (really!)...most of which have absolutely nothing to do with the plot or character development. It's as if they work-shopped a list of things they think appeal to the 20-35 year old target audience and then randomly dropped the elements into the show.
It's that obvious and it's that painful.
Still, it was a fun show. There's no denying that. It reminded me of the far superior Utopia and Ideal, though far more forced and surface.
So sorry Howard Overman (Misfits!), Stephen Mangan and Darren Boyd; all your hard work (albeit six years ago) to bring these characters to life has been swept out with the rest of yesterday's trash. The kids these days don't even remember that far back, nor are they interested in seeking it out; too lethargic.
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