The film goes deeper in its allegorizing, tapping into the volatile nature of identity politics.
The show’s long-term success rests in the hands of at least one anchoring character with which the audience can relate to.
Cluelessness is characteristic of this latest assembly-line rom com.
This season seems to portend a tragic outcome for our beloved fundamentalists.
Elizabeth Allen’s Ramona and Beezus strives to reach all audiences at once.
After watching the beginning of season four of Big Love, I think we can safely give up on ever having a premiere of this show that isn’t a busy and exhausting whirlwind.
The season finales of Big Love often have a bit of an out-of-control feel to them.
No matter how devoted you are to your creed (be it religious or otherwise), you’re always going to let it down.
“Rough Edges” just plunges forward, pell-mell, not terribly concerned with if it makes a lot of sense.
I’m sure some really enjoy the seriocomic tone that the Juniper Creek storylines can strike.
He’s arguably the most important character in Big Love, even if we never directly see Him, even if we never are sure how He feels about the Henricksons.
Few shows on TV have as many scenes that feel like they should be dream sequences but actually turn out to be reality as Big Love does.
One of the best things about Big Love is that it’s decidedly agnostic about its purported protagonist.
The film can’t help but approximate its unsatisfying elevation of chit-chat into a primary mode of rom-com narrative communication.
Think about the last time you talked to your mom or your dad or your best friend.
Sadly, no matter how hard the Juniper Creek stuff tries, it’s just never going to be as compelling as what’s going on at Henrickson Central.
The third season premiere episode of Big Love is, in many ways, a microcosm for the series itself.
The film proves that Hollywood doesn’t have a monopoly on ponderous, ersatz-thoughtful war dramas.
The second season finale of Big Love tries to do so many things at once that it periodically flies off the rails
On the surface, everything is pristine and perfect.