With the suspenseful Eye Candy, we have a pretty good show, especially for teens who get a thrill out of being creeped out.

The show is polished. The acting is good, and so is the cinematography. But at its core, this is really just a nighttime soap. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Mozart in the Jungle, which was adapted from Blair Tindall’s memoir of the same name, is surprisingly good, whether you’re into classical music or not. In fact, it’s almost as good as something you might find on HBO, which is what Amazon needs if it wants to succeed in the online television business.

The direction, at times, has a jerky feel. The dialogue is riddled with cliches.... But just when the whole miniseries, which Syfy is clearly hoping will become a regular series, is starting to feel mundane, there’s a last-minute twist that will demand your attention. It has the potential to make the series fascinating and much more than it originally seems.

The Librarians wears its cheesiness on its sleeve like a gratuitous elbow patch, which it also wears on its sleeve. It knows exactly how imitative and low-budget it is, and it doesn’t care if you know

Peter Pan Live! wasn’t interesting enough to hate watch.

Worst Christmas Ever seems to be under the impression that if it continually lamp-shades its own awfulness--the inane plot, the atrocious acting and production values, even that it is a Lifetime movie--that it will somehow make up for it. But that’s not how math works.

The series is fun and frothy but also often poignant.

Alfre Woodard isn’t given a lot to do as President Constance Payton in the premiere, but, unlike Heigl, she does have the gravitas for the role, and the show would be wise to use her more.

The latest comic book adaptation to hit TV, NBC’s Constantine is a nifty spookfest with dark humor and some genuine chills.

The 75-minute “super-sized” premiere might leave you feeling a bit bloated, but Top Chef is still a satisfying treat.

Wilson might be playing Penny with a better apartment, but she’s always a delight. Marino makes for a great sparring partner, and Williams has been off our screens far too long.

A dramedy about an unplanned pregnancy? CW has nerve--and the creativity to carry it off.

Not every question--or every character’s fate--is settled in the premiere, but fans of the show will not be disappointed.

Creator Byron Balasco’s sense of pacing seems off, as if he’s trying to figure out the direction as he goes along. The dialogue, too, runs in laps. If I had to listen to Grillo bark, “Relax!” one more time, I might punch my own TV. But with actors such as Lauria and Jonas driving the drama, Kingdom may yet rise.

You don’t have to be a comic book fan to enjoy The Flash, but if you are one, there are so many Easter eggs in the pilot--especially the one at the closing moment--that you just might go into nerdgasms. The Flash isn’t stopping for anyone.

Those who long for a replacement for “How I Met Your Mother” (back when that show was good) might find a good match here.

From Will Ferrell, Adam McKay and Anne Heche comes this mostly numb comedy about a judge with a messy personal life.

The sense of loss, shock and mourning is still artfully conveyed. American TV rarely depicts the emotional fallout after a murder, preferring to focus on the investigation. Here, both elements are equally important. But Tennant seems tired, and you can understand why. He’s been all over this shore before.

Stalker is the kind of show that will have you checking the locks on your door--and changing­ your Facebook status to “guarded­ by rabid pitbulls.”

Manhattan Love Story suggests some thoughts are better left unsaid.

ABC deserves credit for its diverse casting, but Selfie looks to have the longevity of the average Snapchat pic.

Tambor gives a nuanced, career-defining performance here.

Smart, slick and sexy.

As Pops, the sitcom cliche of grumpy old grandpa, Laurence Fishburne (most recently on “Hannibal” and billed here a special guest star) squeezes every line until it coughs up a laugh.

Forever comes off like a show a couple of drunks scribbled out on a cocktail napkin.

Diplomacy by its nature doesn’t lend itself well to visual storytelling. Perhaps that’s why the show adds a conspiracy element.... Give props to Madam Secretary for the casting.

This little dramedy, an adaptation of a Spanish series, has that USA “Monk” comedy-lite vibe going for it.