Well, not exactly. I don’t hate it, but I don’t love it either.
A few days ago, I told you guys about a new scripted program starring Tatyana Ali and Phil Morris coming to TV One for four episodes.
Well, I’ve seen three of four and I have to say, I’m not impressed. Other than Ali and Morris’s characters the rest of them are caricatures. Unfunny caricatures at that.
I have to say, the first episode was hella annoying because they didn’t exactly have their timing down. As I saw more shows though, they started to gel as a group. A group of idiots, but a group nonetheless.
Case in point, the show began with her coming home to what she thought was an empty apartment to find her brother who had broken in after he was thrown out of the place he shared with a phantom girlfriend.
He’s an out of work “up and coming” comedian who you never see do a minute of stand up. In all four episodes, he only made me chuckle once and that was when he said, “I just killed myself, in my mind.” I plan to keep it. He comes off as just annoying. He irritates the shit out of me as a viewer.
Ali’s neighbors are a gay couple who are just walking cliches. Can I just say that they are far too feminine to be a couple. They could be best friends, no problem, but I have never in all my gay friendships seen two fem dudes in one relationship. It just doesn’t happen.
Add to that the fact that they are constantly flirting in front of each other, with Ali’s brother. In the first episode, one of them got pissed, then their jealousy went missing. And they are over-freaking exaggerated. Both of these guys are gayer than Christmas. I mean gayer than tinsel, shiny boas, blinking lights and metallic balls. Just Gay McGayertons for no damn reason.
If that’s not enough, her father’s secretary, a temp, is more ghetto than three Keyshia Coles, 12 Nene Leakeses and a Flavor Flav. This chick was loud, rude and wears a rainbow of extensions in a real estate firm. The running joke is she’s a temp so nobody should get used to her. I just can’t with her and the lack of professionalism.
And her best friend Nefertiti owns a salon that one of the gay guys works in. She too is ghetto as all hell. It’s her whole … she is just damn ghetto.
Let’s add to this the fact that the plot lines are anything but fleshed out. I don’t blame the actors, I blame the writers. I’m not sure what the hell they’re going for exactly. I think they’ve got a great foundation to start with, but as a writer, I want more. I need back story. I need them to continue with the doors they’ve opened.
We know her dad is supposedly some “real estate guru” but there aren’t any computers in the office. It’s established that he’s “old school” but I’m willing to go out on a limb to say NO business can survive without a computer.
In addition to that, the show is called, “Love That Girl!” but it seems to me that the show is setting up all the secondary characters. I want to see something else about who she is other than just the people around her. You allude to the fact that she’s divorced and her husband was a cheating asshole (cliché), but that’s all we hear.
I have so many ideas to make that show better, I would share, but my parents ain’t raise no dummy. You wanna see my ideas, give me a meeting. Hey Martin Lawrence, Bentley Kyle Evans, Jeff Franklin and Trenten Gumbs, holla at me and my girls, we can write an awesome show for you. Gimme one episode, just ONE! What’ve you got to lose?
I can either add to the show or not. Either way, it can’t hurt nothing.
The fourth and final episode comes on tonight at 9 EST. I hope the show continued to approve. I’ll be watching. You should too.
*** TV One has the first episode up on it’s web site for your, uh, viewing pleasure. ***