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Skin may be the worst program I have ever watched. I mean, it's laughably bad.
For starts, it's like someone put Baz Luhrmann's R+J in a blender with The OC and Law and Order, and then said, "hey, but let's remove any actual design elements, because they might be distracting."
Then, they realized, that since sex sells they should make it overtly about porn.
And, since this is America, they should make it about Porn Being Evil and forcing millions of parents to get up twenty minutes early every day to delete hardcore images off their children's computers, and the woe this causes. Remarkably, this is not an exageration, but something from the script.
The script! Oh my God. Exposition! "Porn is bad. It's a violence against us. And it's my campaign issue." And that's the good dialogue.
And with one exception the acting is so bad it hurts. Like... why aren't I on TV? These wooden wooden freaks!
Anyway, the whole thing is an absolute poster-child for American neuroses about sex, the ubiquity of Law and Order and our misguided belief that quick-cut, dizzying editing can turn anything into art. Well it fucking can't.
It's so bad, you almost have to tune in though. Really. Wow.
For starts, it's like someone put Baz Luhrmann's R+J in a blender with The OC and Law and Order, and then said, "hey, but let's remove any actual design elements, because they might be distracting."
Then, they realized, that since sex sells they should make it overtly about porn.
And, since this is America, they should make it about Porn Being Evil and forcing millions of parents to get up twenty minutes early every day to delete hardcore images off their children's computers, and the woe this causes. Remarkably, this is not an exageration, but something from the script.
The script! Oh my God. Exposition! "Porn is bad. It's a violence against us. And it's my campaign issue." And that's the good dialogue.
And with one exception the acting is so bad it hurts. Like... why aren't I on TV? These wooden wooden freaks!
Anyway, the whole thing is an absolute poster-child for American neuroses about sex, the ubiquity of Law and Order and our misguided belief that quick-cut, dizzying editing can turn anything into art. Well it fucking can't.
It's so bad, you almost have to tune in though. Really. Wow.
