Somewhere deep in the data crunching within Netflix’s star chamber, Fuller House must have made sense to at least some programming powers that be as more than a one-off. However, the 13-episode reboot of the ABC sitcom that ran from 1987-1995, as I say in my video review above, feels more like a Potemkin village to me.
Once the grown-ups of the original cast split, there’s only any there there in this sequel of sorts for the most die-hard of Full House fans. Maybe we know now why the Olsen twins decided to not participate. And it’s a real shame because Fuller House starts off so well, with almost everyone else from Full House on board and back in that Bay Area home.
Mocking themselves, Donald Trump, the old sitcom’s proclivity for hugs and a well-timed “damn we look good,” the remarkably charming John Stamos, Bob Saget, Lori Loughlin and Dave Coulier are in top form as we are brought into the even more extended Tanner and Katsopolis families of 2016. And yes, Mary-Kate and Ashley get it, too – with a hard stare and more.
There is a good MOW here, but unfortunately the adults basically become absentee landlords after the first episode and the series sags fast. The next generation gender-flip of having a widowed D.J., played by Candace Cameron Bure, raising three young sons of her own and sister Stephanie and best pal and single mom Kimmy, portrayed by Jodie Sweetin and Andrea Barber, respectively, shacking up together like the guys did in the original turns to pretty standard sitcom pabulum.
Perhaps there is a larger purpose at work here with the new Netflix season of the Jeff Franklin-created show. Perhaps what was and what could have been has left me been blinded to what is. Or perhaps, as Jeb Bush and Hillary Clinton have been discovering on the Presidential trail, nostalgia sometimes isn’t enough.
Take a look at my Fuller House review and tell us what you think. Were you a fan of the original?
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