Pavlo Donchenko

A tasteless and unoriginal disaster of a show with core character stories as cheaply sentimental as they are insipid. The best you'll get is a pained bearded look of Nick Offerman, haunting you from the screen till the end, as if he is wondering what made him agree to such a shallow role in the first place. The science stuff here is a massive joke. There is a scene in Episode 6, where two characters have the most flaccid "scientific discussion" you've ever seen, with one of them, Katie, lamentably confusing cause and reason and not knowing that randomised events in an experiment require similar conditions and the other one, Lily, simply having nothing to say to that. However, that pales in comparison with another of Katie's "brilliant" moments when she attacks a lecturer with "are you f.. kidding me", meaninglessly waves around her favourite "Everett Interpretation" and ends the conversation with "whatever". Yes, she's a natural. If you know of quantum theory pitifully little, like I do, you still be wondering why the highly educated characters get all so excited at simply _mentioning_ concepts you can find in the first three paragraphs of the Wikipedia article. Maybe, it is exactly the smooth connection of this pointless name-throwing and overly simplified implications that the constant rumbling music strives to achieve. Like if the sheer volume of rumbling can fill in the gaps and make everything appear "scientifiky". Sadly, it doesn't. Featuring: A looming statue of THE girl (yeah, huge as his grief, we get it); gold elements EVERYWHERE (chef's special from the larder of futuristic commonplaces); and random song bits chipping in mercilessly — this and many more to add to the general embarrassment of this wannabe media product. Cinema, Mr. Garland. "Just ask yourself. Do you want something as powerful in the hands of someone as crazy?"