Soulmates

So many of the characters in “Soulmates” are looking for trust. That search would mean more if the show around them had a little bit more of it.

Soulmates feels like neither an indictment nor a celebration of the concept of predestined lovers, but rather a cluster of underdeveloped ideas loosely held together by it.

“Soulmates” tells some of the stories one might immediately expect from the premise, and one or two which feel far more original. But despite the promise of those episodes which fall into the latter category, and despite the uniformly excellent acting (just wait ‘til you read the cast list), it’s hard not to walk away feeling as if you’ve spent hours watching the writers attempt to free themselves from their pitch.

The chapters that work best, by a mile, are the ones that remain as firmly grounded in reality as a futuristic series can. ... The ensuing [first] hour, anchored by a terrific Snook performance, is painful and revealing, finding pockets of devastating insight tucked away in the dark corners. ... From there, “Soulmates” gets more lost in the weeds of its ambition.