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"There’s a point where nostalgia becomes more like necrophilia, and Fuller House immediately crosses that line," says Hank Stuever. "Exhumed on the pretense of millennial desire (you loved the show as kids; you’ll love it even more as stunted, binge-watching adults), Netflix’s *13-episode revival of the old ABC sitcom Full House is less an update than an irony-free pantomime of the past. It represents a new low in the current culture’s inability to leave behind the blankies, binkies and wubbies of one’s youth.” PLUS:
Fuller House is selling a memory — one that is a "self-conscious, dated and maudlin reminder of the ceaseless march of time and your inevitable demise,” it should’ve been called
"The Same Show, 29 Years Later,” Fuller House's
semen jokes are like “jarring jolts of modernity,” it is like a
porn parody without the porn, the first episode contains
more fan service than The Force Awakens, what it's like to
binge-watch through the entire season at 3 am,
Andrea Barber is the revival’s MVP despite not acting for two decades, it is everything Full House
fans will want, Bob Saget can’t wait till the Fullest House reboot, in defense of
Carly Rae Jepsen’s terrible Fuller House theme, and creator Jeff Franklin calls leaving Full House
“honestly the biggest regret of my life.”