Series creator, director and writer David S. Goyer (scribe for Christopher Nolan’s “Dark Knight” trilogy) twists the already amazing life of the 15th century artist and inventor into something fantastical--but not altogether convincing.

While Boss has delusions of Shakespeare, it's not even in the same league as the TNT revival of "Dallas."

Legacies establishes its world fast. This is a supernatural “Riverdale” — which might be redundant, given the direction of that show this season. But after two series, the magic is thin and your interest may wane like the moonlight.

If only Instinct had a little more going for itself, it might be worth making room on your DVR.

Collette, as always, elevates the material, but there’s no escaping the sad realization that these are profoundly selfish people who deserve each other. Wanderlust is a show that would be markedly improved by cutting each episode by half. There’s entirely too much thrusting and groaning, yes, we get the point, and a lot of people have sex with their clothes on.

This show almost works, and credit has to go to star Jordana Spiro ("My Boys"), who imbues her Dr. Grace Devlin with equal parts brass and cleverness.

Russell and Rhys seem adept at the disguises and stunts. But their characters are practically flipped from pilot to second episode, and some of the black humor here is awkwardly executed.

Impastor has a stronger­ point of view [than The Jim Gaffigan Show] but fewer laughs.

Some of Knightfall’s CGI action, at least in the cut the network offered to critics, is ambitious but unconvincing. When the show settles the swordplay to push plot around, Knightfall rises to far-fetched.

Even though it’s been a heady year since the first thrilling installment and the season runs but eight episodes, something feels undercooked about this production.

While much of the teen supporting cast, including Kyanna Simone Simpson as best pal Yvonne and Sarah Mezzanotte as mean girl Marnie, are just right, Rose is flat through most of her scenes. The scares, at least in the opening episodes, rise from jump cuts or dreams. Ten episodes just seems too long for any heart to suffer this story.

Tim Kring (“Heroes”) and Gideon Raff (“Homeland”) teamed to create this 10-episode miniseries, and while they’re smart enough to acknowledge their debt to “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” they aren’t able to match their source material.

There are two last-minute twists that stretch and nearly break any credulity.

TNT’s latest crime drama reeks of stale TV crime procedurals from the ’70s and ’80s.

TLC’s editing, as expected, goes out of its way to make the family appear like idiots.... But the Thompsons don’t care what other people think. They’ve got each other. In that, they’re light-years better adjusted than just about any family on any other reality show.

Manifest moves fast, but it plays like a ticket to nowhere.

Troubled spirits: Mixology is drowning in them. Save yourself.

Netflix’s new sitcom Love is everything you expect from Judd Apatow --raunchy, rude, crass, bloated with drug jokes and sex gags and maybe more 
f-bombs than any other series­ ever.... Across 10 episodes, Love takes its time bringing its two leads together, which is just fine.

As the hour proceeds, the tether to sanity--or at least common sense--frays.

The pilot shot extensively in Italy and takes great advantage of the gorgeous, historic locations, including the Roman Forum and Appian Way. The dialogue, however, is often distracting and grating.

Malkovich’s detective lacks his spirit. ... This detective is subdued, almost meek. He is an imposter.

Visually, Los Angeles works. One forgets how dark and claustrophobic the New York shows can be. The sets seem more open, and the decor reflects an electric mix of modern styles. But the crimes--ripped from the headlines, naturally--might as well be culled from the funny pages.

Your appreciation will rise and fall on your enjoyment of seeing Boston and its people portrayed as profoundly racist and corrupt.

Alas, most of the other characters are so weakly sketched, they don't make a ripple.

Netflix’s sequel series Fuller House is a triumph of canny calculation over creativity. The extended 40-minute premiere is the best fan-service of any reboot ever.

[Host John Cena is] smart and he’s funny when he goes off-script. He gives American Grit its shot at glory.

There's an undercurrent of desperation in this spinoff--the belief that a woman is only as good as her face and figure, and that there's always some pretty thing on her way up to take her place. These women know they are disposable. That's the ugly truth lining the sun-kissed streets of Beverly Hills.

You've been three rounds with this story before. Lights Out sets you up for a sucker punch.