The Absolute Worst Netflix Original Shows You Should Just Skip
Worst Netflix original shows
OK, try this: Think about Netflix original programming. Chances are good you had no trouble coming up with a list of some of the most critically acclaimed shows going right now. Like Stranger Things. And Mindhunter. And most of the Marvel Netflix series. (Sorry, Iron Fist.) But Netflix isn’t all certified fresh scores and Emmys. Because the streaming service has had its fair share of misses in the television department. And some of them you’ve probably never even heard of. But we love to hate on things. So that’s why we’re more than happy to take the time to run down the worst Netflix original shows the network has created.Cooked
Forget the fact that each episode is too short to successfully cram every ounce of information Cooked tries to cram into it. Maybe it’s that the documentary series kind of tries to make us all feel bad about our eating choices.
So I’m going to make a run to In-n-Out instead of actively seeking out whatever free-range, grass-fed, ethically raised, hand pressed patties Whole Foods is currently selling. Sue me.
Chelsea
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Chelsea Handler isn’t going to be everyone’s cup of tea. That’s fine; some late night personalities are more palatable than others. But Handler is a lot. And an unfiltered, unscripted Handler is just too much… especially when there are others who have come before her and done it better.
Friends From College
Friends From College is not without its funny moments. Its biggest drawback has nothing to do with its cast (which is stellar) or dialogue (which is witty), but rather with its characters. Because none of them are actually likable.
And a show based around an affair between two people who don’t even seem to like each other all that much just isn’t worth coming back to.
Haters Back Off!
Sometimes YouTube content should just stay on YouTube. That’s the lesson learned with Haters Back Off!, which attempts (unsuccessfully) to translate short form comedy into a long form series. Two minutes of Miranda Sings’ brand of obnoxious “talent” is doable. 30 minutes is definitely not.