• Network: Netflix
  • Series Premiere Date: Jun 23, 2017
Season #: 3, 3, 2, 2, 1
User Score
7.9

Generally favorable reviews- based on 237 Ratings

User score distribution:
  1. Negative: 18 out of 237
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  1. Jun 28, 2017
    0
    This review contains spoilers, click expand to view. Pink Neon is the New Black. Show is unbearable. Saw the great reviews and suggested SO and I watch it. SO enjoys it, I find it utterly disappointing. Looking over the reviews, I see a theme of yay! girlpower!. SO is not exactly pro feminism, so I imagine he is just enjoying it for the bewbs. Usually I like Alison Brie, she was great in community, but here she looks like an aging poorly frump with sad mosquito bite breasts. So I am not even sure what SO is excited about ... Perhaps Betty Gilpin and what she describes as her "baby manatee sized pups". Her boobs. Anyway, this show is dull and seems forced. Plus racist and full of absurd situations. No, no soap actress would ever stoop to the level of faux wrestling. Just gag me with a spoon before I have to watch more of this tripe. Expand
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81

Universal acclaim - based on 37 Critic Reviews

Critic score distribution:
  1. Positive: 35 out of 37
  2. Negative: 0 out of 37
  1. Reviewed by: David Hinckley
    Jul 6, 2017
    70
    GLOW is not to be confused with a lecture on sociology and female empowerment in the workplace. It’s sprinkled with soap and isn’t above focusing on some of those body parts itself. But even if professional wrestling bores you to tears, GLOW spins some stories that ring true.
  2. Reviewed by: Caroline Framke
    Jul 5, 2017
    70
    GLOW, both the show and the show within the show, lives and dies by its ferocious women.
  3. Reviewed by: Emily Nussbaum
    Jun 23, 2017
    90
    It’s smartly plotted, with characters that deepen in the course of the show. But, refreshingly, in our era of homework TV, it’s also a joyride, all roller skates and mousse-claw bangs, synthesizer jams and leopard-print leotards, home pregnancy tests and cocaine-serving robots. By the final episodes, I was whooping at my computer screen, fists in the air, like a superfan.