Damn it, James Franco, I hate you so much.
While the geographical scope of the series cannot be faulted, you’d have hoped that the threat of every episode being exactly the same would have prompted someone into mixing up the format.
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Finally, millennials get the opportunity to see just what middle-aged network executives think of them.
Its characters are the archetypes refined by decades of studios’ market research: the ditz, the solid one, the man-eater.
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