Binge watching has a lot to answer for. Instead of watching just one nostalgic bad episode of this show, I ate through 12 before I knew what had happened. That’s right, 12 episodes. I would never have tuned in to a second episode, let along another 11.
This show is lame, really really really lame. At least, it is when it first starts. It takes quite a while before she show gets any real legs and a decent plot line going.
The premise is simple, DJ is now a widowed mother of 3 boys. She now lives in the San Fran house, with Stephanie and Kimmy moving in to help her raise her three children. Kimmy comes with a daughter of her own, along with a stereotypical Latin semi ex-husband.
It has a huge amount of Full House throwback moments, sometimes, too many. But hey, it’s kind of why you watch it in the first place.
DJ (Candice Cameron something) is just as likeable as an adult as she was as a child and teenager. Stephanie has grown into the wild child of the family, well, as wild as a woman from a privilege background gets without becoming a drug addict. Ummm… yeah… bad choice of words from my part. And Kimmy, well, she’s as annoying as she ever was. And her facial expressions continue to be over the top and slapstick.
Do I care for these characters? Yes, I do. Do I need more than one episode to know where they are and how their lives are going? The answer is no. One episode would have suffice, but that said, it does become enjoyable as the show progresses. If you can, skip episodes 2-6, and just jump into 7.
This is light and fun, and the kids are adorable, in the exact same formulaic way that the three girls were initially in Full House.
DJ is a great anchor for this show. And yes, the show makes fun of its own lack of ethnic diversity as well. It recognises that it’s the whitest house in America. There is a distinct lack of diversity in this how, but we’ll give it a pass. After all, it’s Full House, rebooted. They’re one of America’s most beloved and incredibly white family shows.
I do miss Uncle Jessie, but his best relationship moments on the show were with Michelle. As we all know, Michelle1 and Michelle 2, turned down the offer to reprise their role.
Stephanie was always the sister that I lest noticed when I watched the original show. She was the forgotten child, but Stephanie as an adult is definitely unforgettable. I’m glad that she’s evolved into a nomad.
The show does manage to become a little more adult friendly, and not be as lame. But the majority of the jokes are designed for a younger audience, or at least, that’s how I feel. I have no idea, I don’t have a young person to question.
Rating: 4/10, the show is littered with lame jokes and the nostalgic catch phrases become annoying after the first time it’s said.
Continue with the series: Yes, I didn’t enjoy it, but I didn’t hate it either. It wasn’t trying to be anything other than what it is. It wasn’t trying to cram a political message down my throat, nor was it trying to be clever. It’s just a harmless fun television show, with characters I’ve known for most of my life.
Worth my time: No, this show has no personal growth factor to it at all. I mindlessly sat there for hours as I watched one episode after another. And the key word here is “mindlessly”.
Tell my mother: Hell yeah, she loved this show as much as I did when it was on. Or at least, I think she did? She would sit there and watch it with us. I never asked if she thought it was entertaining.
Talking points: There are some weird sexual innuendos which are just plain wrong. It’s like the writers haven’t actually ever dealt with someone they’ve known as a child who is now an adult. There are some lines which you just don’t ever cross. Or, am I just being a prude?
Annoyance factor: 6/10, the continued use of old catchphrases is so lame, and even in my mindless drowned out state I was unimpressed by it.
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