Trickster and Call Your Mother Won’t Pull You from Your Stream Binges
- Trickster. The CW. Tuesday, January 12, 9 p.m.
- Call Your Mother. ABC. Wednesday, January 13, 8:30 p.m.
Meet the new TV year, same as the old TV year. As broadcast television continues unveiling its midseason replacement shows, it mostly looks like the same mix of tepid comedies and muddled foreign acquisitions as the COVID-crippled fall schedule. If only we had a way to vaccinate TV shows.
This week’s best TV entry—though that’s a phrase eligible for immediate entry into the Faint Praise Hall of Fame—is ABC’s Call Your Mother, the latest in TV’s apparently endless fascination with Baby Boomer parents caught on the wrong end of a new Generation Gap with their adult children. It’s not the worst of the genre, but that’s light-years away from calling it good.
Kyra Sedgwick (The Closer) plays Jean, an empty-nester mom out there in the cow-tipping country of the Midwest who has no idea that the reason her two twenty-something kids fled to Los Angeles is that they were sick of her chronic buttinskyism. (Yeah, that’s a word; go ahead, Google it.) So when she doesn’t hear from her son for four whole days, she flies out to investigate. Hilarity does not ensue.
Oh, there are a few chuckles. Jean’s son Freddie (Joey Bragg, Wet Hot American Summer: 10 Years later), turns out have taken up with an airhead whose profession is “social-media influencer.” Daughter Jackie (Rachel Sennott, Shiva Baby) is dating a boss so ancient and decrepit that she’s often mistaken for his nurse. Sedgwick is competently amusing as she rolls out a character who colors her hair with a Sharpie, hasn’t had sex in four years and longs for a past in which “I was the first person Freddie called when he thought he lost his virginity.” And students of broadcast-obscenity standards will long give it credit for crashing the network b
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