MovieManifesto

Our countdown of every TV show of 2024 rolls on. If you missed prior installments, check out the following links:

#s 88-76
#s 75-61

60. Echo (Disney, Season 1). There’s something unsavory about the Marvel machine cautiously extending its brand into marginalized areas; you can practically hear Disney execs proclaiming, “See, look how progressive we are! Now leave us alone and let us count our money.” But questionable motivations aside, Echo—which centers on a deaf Native American assassin (Alaqua Cox), previously introduced in Hawkeye—mostly works on its own terms. Despite being filmed in the usual Atlanta backlots, it carries a real sense of place, and more importantly, its action scenes have real snap and dynamism (unusual for the choreography-indifferent MCU). And while integrating its universe with Daredevil smacks of fan service (were Marvel bros really clamoring to see Vincent D’Onofrio again?), Echo otherwise feels sharp and self-contained, telling its own story rather than serving as a mere bridge between past and future productions. It’s nothing special, which is part of what makes it watchable. Read More

We’re counting down every TV show we watched in 2024—all 88 of them. If you missed the first episode (get it?), you can find it here.

75. Those About to Die (Peacock, Season 1). Ancient Rome must have been wild—the spectacle, the violence, the corruption, the orgies, the togas. All of those constitute strong ingredients for a juicy melodrama, but Those About to Die lacks the finesse or intelligence to brew them into an appealing stew. It’s all surface-level; sure, there’s plenty of nudity and blood (not to mention some ghastly computer-aided chariot races), but there’s no human depth underlying all of the boning and backstabbing. Gladiator II may not have been a good movie, but at least its evocation of the Colosseum inspired some awe. The Rome of this show feels more like a chintzy tourist trap. Read More

To paraphrase Dante from Clerks: eighty-seven?? That figure represents the number of TV series I watched in full in 2024, and I suspect you’ll find it appalling regardless of your viewing habits. If you’re a normal person with a family and a social life and a passing interest in sunlight, you’ll surely deem it disturbingly high (especially when paired with the 237 movies I watched during the same calendar year). But if you’re a true media-consumption addict, your disgust might take on a more contemptuous tone: Eighty-seven, that’s it? What’s the matter, Beck, you trying to get actual sleep these days?

It’s true that, in pure quantitative terms, this is my lowest tally since 2015. As for quality, I can promise you that of the 90-odd TV shows, I can strongly recommend at least 12 of them. Read More