To quote Arnold Rimmer, "I thought it was the worst pile of blubbery school-girl mush I've ever been compelled to endure. I consider it an insult to my backside I was forced to sit here growing carbuncles through such putrid adolescent slush."

How this steaming pile made it to 8.9 stars on IMDb seriously eludes me. The writing was cliché and riddled with plot holes, the pacing was agonizingly slow, and with the exceptions of Winona Ryder and Millie Bobby Brown, the acting was beyond cringe-worthy across the board. As we slogged through season 1, my wife and I said repeatedly to ourselves, "This has *got* to start getting good at some point," but it never made it there. It didn't even come close to the hype we'd been fed. By the end, we threw up our hands in despair and bewilderment at its popularity.

To be fair, the one redeeming quality was how the production design captured the '80s look and feel, which we have to admit was done exceptionally well.

Beyond that, I fail to see why virtually everyone seems to have embraced this series as Netflix's preeminent title, especially in the face of such mastery that House of Cards brings to the table. I'm normally very forgiving about my entertainment, so I rarely say this, but I honestly feel cheated out of the time I spent watching this drivel.

So, for those of you all excited about season 2, I can say only this: I sincerely hope you find it as enjoyable as season 1, and may God have mercy upon your benighted souls!