A single episode into this (believe it or not) 90-episode show, and it's clear just how badly written, acted, directed and generally imagined this show is. But what's less clear is how it's possible for so many positive reviews to appear on a site like this. It's as if nowadays all people want is continuous distraction, and it doesn't even matter how risible or shallow or secondhand that distraction is.
The set-up here, such as it is, is an impossibly rich single young woman rents out a house in the Hamptons where in her childhood she lived with her father who was, let's say, badly done by by one of the neighbours. And now she's back for revenge. The histrionic opening episode where the party for her engagement to the neighbour's son is dramatically ruined when the lad is murdered on the beach just feet from the drinks and gaiety gives a measure of how desperate the show is to create drama out of nothing.
Put it this way: There are plenty of bad if short shows out there. This is 90 times worse than most of them.
