The Goldbergs has sort-of, kind-of pulled this move. This third outing "Mini Murray," was less painful. It might be wearing me down, and while I don't like it, at least watching it is not an excruciating experience. I even laughed out loud once. What's happening to me?
It's still a deeply, egregiously imperfect show. It lacks any character consistency. In the cold open, we learn that basketball is Barry's life, which is why we haven't heard anything about it until the third episode. Bev started out as the lone likable character, and now she's descended into a manipulative mom cycle that is offensive and boring to watch. Murray and Barry, who drove me crazy in the first episode, actually delivered an interesting and believable banter as they played out furniture-selling maestros. The daughter Erica is the most consistent, probably because she's barely even a sketch of a person. Maybe that's why she's also my favorite so far--she hasn't had the chance to contradict herself.
Also, the story looping continues. All Adam and Bev have done so far is repeat the same arc, just dressed in different clothes. In this version, Adam watches Poltergeist without Bev's permission, it scares him, and Bev uses his fear to keep infantilizing him. Shocker--she acts that way because she's not ready to let him grow up! No one saw that coming.
-The Great Mouse Detective is a much better movie than Poltergeist. I don't know why anyone would choose the latter instead of opting to spend ninety minutes with Basil.
-"We're bad parent's aren't we." "Not great, that's for sure." The greatest moment of truth.
-Reebok Pumps? Could they not afford to use Air Jordans?
-Crawling into bed with your mom after watching a scary movie? Too real. Uncomfortably real.