"We Are Lady Parts" captures the spirit of punk rock in a way that's both entertaining and resonant.

While a bit deliberately paced, a good start, with (as always) an excellent guest-star roster.

Fans of quality action and thriller storytelling will have a good time with "The Terminal List," even if they'll probably be able to predict exactly where it's going.

Sorry, not as good as “O.J.,” but Criss turns in a dynamic performance in service of a desperately sad story.

It's all packed with inside jokes and callbacks of inside jokes. This one's for the fans.

Frank and Raimy are co-authors of their own personal histories. How they write it together, or mess it up together, could make an intriguing cop procedural.

Bigger, bolder, in some ways better--and some ways not--2 avoids a sophomore slump by sticking with what worked so well.

Even if it gets permanently blocked in traffic, Latka and Hirsch are a lot for the average TV sitcom. [12 Sep 1978, p.35]

A solid two-night opener, and the next couple of episodes are even better.

Rest easy. Scrubs is just fine (with all cast members, except Jenkins, back), though the opening episode is superior to the follow-up.

This remains an intelligent, well-made drama that wants to get most of the history right, or at least not adulterate it too much.... But, alas, same virtues, same flaws.

Information tumbles off the screen and often flat onto the floor. Too bad, because much of what's here is very funny, if occasionally cruel.

Inexorably transfixing, whether you're taking names or taking notes.

Solid star turn, eerie production values, even a killer ending.

Jack and Ace are sharply drawn and played but they're also a pair of sulking men-children -- drab and colorless, or at least next to Bauer's feral Wild Bill. The female characters are also underwritten in the early episodes (although Starz promises the later episodes will redress that). Nevertheless, there is something here -- call it abundant promise.

Absent the overworked conceit of actors glancing at the camera to register annoyance or irony, this has turned into just another well-produced cop show with some excellent actors, like Imperioli or James McDaniel, who plays Det. Jesse Long and played Lt. Arthur Fancy on "NYPD Blue."

A watchable, engaging oddball.

As genre satire, Spoils is amusing. As film study, it's informative. As a viewing experience? Uneven: Sometimes funny, a little more often not.

It does well what standard sitcoms do.

Grim, sometimes grinding, but Jackson still wows.

The Whole Truth equals " Law & Order: The Next Generation." It's still just a little too overeager and needs to mature.

Pitch is doggedly inspirational. And despite its hackneyed moments, the pilot introduces enough meaty stuff to warrant a wait-and-see response. It’s a fresh concept amid TV’s sea of cookie-cutter franchises.

Mostly entertaining late-summer thrill ride, decent horror too.

Competent soap, and the new season is frothier than ever.

Proceed with caution into this foul but funny cauldron of catastrophe.

Super set-up seems to punch every teen ticket there is, with plenty to admit adults, too. Future execution will be key--in more ways than nine.

After a shaky start, Pete gets denser, trickier and better.

Producers clearly encourage some to-the-camera carping, but the overriding emotional tone is one of bonding and growth. And respect. In a reality competition!