18 Best TV Shows Similar to House

It is easy to understand why someone, upon being told they’re sick with a frightening disease like cancer, might be lured by the song of natural “cures,” essential oils, and all those one tricks doctors hate. It’s terrifying to face one’s mortality so presently. The idea of a cure that somehow others have missed is unendingly appealing. It can be frustrating and scary to see a loved one slip down into those false promises and snake oil declarations. Nonetheless, someone can empathize. However, when a person tips over into spreading this “gospel,” as Milla Blake (Alycia Debnam-Carey) does in Apple Cider Vinegar? It becomes harder to holster one’s anger. When someone only feigns illness to sell others on these imaginary panaceas, though? Hatred rapidly becomes a possibility. So Netflix is taking quite the risk in centering their new drama on Belle Gibson (Kaitlyn Dever), a real-life influencer (as opposed to Blake, a fictional composite character). Belle faked brain cancer. It began as a way to get attention and support. Before long though, she used it to build a massive social media following and “wellness” business. How can one stand to watch such a person lie, rationalize, self-mythologize, and manipulate for an hour, never find a for a full six episodes? Aisha Dee and Alycia Debnam-Carey talk all things juice. Fruit is...SO important. (Netflix) A big part of what makes creator Samantha Strauss’s Apple Cider Vinegar, despite Belle’s deplorableness, is Dever’s performance. Even as the series steadily shrinks its gaze from the alternate health influencer industry to its anti-hero, Dever keeps the audience’s attention. Even more miraculously, she occasionally wins its sympathies. Julia Garner (in an equally compelling performance) made Anna Delvey an almost folk tale-style person in Inventing Anna. She was nearly too big and over the top to be believed. Dever, by contrast, authors Belle as a figure of tragedy. She's a bottomless pit of need who can never satiate her hunger for love or adoration. As a result, she loses both almost immediately as she gains them. Continue Reading →

As a reviewer/critic, I try to elevate unique and powerful works. As a person, on the other hand, I am incredibly subject to the lure of a juicy high concept. NBC’s newest procedural, The Hunting Party, created by JJ Bailey, has a doozy of one. The Pit, a so-secret it is literally underground high-security prison, experiences a massive break after a very suspect explosion. As a result, some of the most dangerous criminals now run among the American citizens. To add further complication, most of the escaped criminals are assumed dead by all but a select few. They were seemingly executed by the state, with an audience of officials and victims’ family members. Instead, it was all theater, meant to get everyone looking the other way while the vague, shadowy government types smuggled these human monsters into The Pit for experimentation and observation. It falls to brilliant profiler and former FBI agent Rebecca Henderson (Melissa Roxburgh), CIA agent Jacob Hassani (Patrick Sabongui), and a guard from the secret prison, Shane Florence (Josh McKenzie), to chase down the baddies. Ideally, but sadly not usually, before they crime again. (Never mind that CIA agents aren’t allowed to work on American soil. These are lawless times, after all. Plus, this show either has no idea about that restriction or absolutely doesn’t care.) Continue Reading →

Sometimes, having any connection to your ex(es) can feel like a curse. In Laid—a Nahnatchka Khan and Sally Bradford McKenna adaptation of the Kirsty Fisher/Marieke Hardy Australian series of the same name—that feeling becomes literalized. That’s because the former sexual partners of Ruby (Stephanie Hsu) are dying, in the order they slept with her, with increasing regularity. Some of their deaths are sad but expected (cancer), while others are shocking and bloody (an accidental gunshot). Regardless of the cause, though, they all seem marked for death. To solve the puzzle of why, Ruby enlists her best friend/roommate, the true crime-loving AJ (Zosia Mamet). Or rather, AJ nominates herself and insists on solving the case. The duo receives assistance from Richie (Michael Angarano), the one of Ruby’s exes who immediately buys the death curse and lasts long enough to join up. The group hides their actions from AJ’s on-again/off-again fiancé Zack (Andre Hyland), a streamer who expresses love almost entirely through gifts of stuffed animals. Zosia Mamet knows that every sleuth (or murderer) needs an evidence wall. (James Dittiger/PEACOCK) The already lousy situation is made worse by Ruby developing a crush on her current client Isaac (Tommy Martinez), a handsome, sensitive client planning his parents’ huge anniversary party blowout. Besides having a beautiful bikini-wearing marine biologist girlfriend, Ruby knows she is dangerous, even if she has no idea exactly how or why. Continue Reading →

Sometimes, there’s nothing wrong with a television show or film from a creativity or execution standpoint. Sometimes, it just has bad timing. It’s still unclear which--or how much of each--is true of St. Denis Medical after screening the six episodes (1-5, 7) provided to critics. Certainly, the series’ choice of the mockumentary with interspersed talking heads format does suffer for timing. There’s little to no freshness left in the approach made storytelling structure du jour back when the American incarnation of The Office entered its imperial era in 2006. While by no means ubiquitous, the subsequent critical and/or ratings successes of shows like Modern Family, Parks and Recreation, What We Do in the Shadows, and Abbott Elementary have made the subgenre’s pleasures familiar. That doesn’t mean it can’t work. After all, both Shadows and Abbott continue to be two of the more consistent pleasures on TV. But it does give a new show playing in that sandbox a bit tougher time. That acknowledged, the format still can give great performers an excellent stage. So St. Denis Medical’s sweet and pleasant but not hilarious vibes suggest that the familiar—perhaps tired—subgenre isn’t the only issue here. Of course, there might be a gulf between what appeals to this critic and what the show wants to do. At this juncture, it seems to be looking for a slower, gentler pace. A show that’s less a joke machine and more a “love and learn with laughs” style throwback. Lead nurse Alex’s (Allison Tolman) stymied efforts to get to her daughter’s musical in the pilot, capped by a milkshake and pep talk from veteran doctor Ron (David Alan Grier) supports this. Continue Reading →

Like a good cop, Eli (Billy Crystal) is sure at the start of Before that if he solves this one last case, he can retire happily. The difference is Eli is a psychiatrist, not a cop. And the case isn’t some unsolved murder or wild heist. It’s a little boy, Noah (Jacobi Jupe). Noah is a child in the foster system living with Denise (Rosie Perez). He has selective mutism. When Noah speaks, he occasionally does so in a no longer used Dutch dialect. He experiences visual and auditory hallucinations that often lead to violent outbursts. He also seems to know Eli somehow and, more disconcertingly, Eli’s recently deceased wife, Lynn (Judith Light). The more Eli connects to the case, the worse it seems to get for both doctor and client. Before long, the audience, and indeed the doctor himself, must contemplate the limits of science and medicine. Is Noah mentally ill, or is there some strange and potentially dangerous supernatural force exerting a hold on him? While the concept of “mental illness or supernatural intervention” came into vogue with The Exorcist(if not sooner), the rather risible idea experienced a kind of zenith in the late 90s and early 2000s. The most common form was an aging but still bankable male star (Michael Douglas, Robert DeNiro, to name a couple) as a psychologist, psychiatrist, or social worker—Hollywood frequently doesn’t know the difference—working with a young actress poised for stardom (Brittany Murphy, Dakota Fanning) in films with fairly generic names (Don’t Say a Word, Hide and Seek). There were other variations on theme, mixing gender, age, occupation, and so on. But at their core was the same driving question: is all this wild stuff the audience seeing caused by an evil otherworldly entity or the unfortunate result of an untreated or treated improperly mental illness? Before belongs to this “proud” tradition. Continue Reading →

As metaphors for one’s tweens and early teens, a superpower that changes your body, often without your control or knowledge, and leaves you questioning who you truly are at any given moment isn’t exactly subtle. But when it comes to chronicling the travails of middle school, perhaps subtlety isn’t the best way to approach the problem anyway. It’s the metaphor Ben (Lucian-River Chauhan) finds himself living as a seventh grader in Me. At school, he’s the new kid, an easy target for Jason (Brock Duncan), the bully who positively bristles with overcompensation. At home, he’s a visitor trying to become a resident as he and his mom, Elizabeth (Dilshad Vadsaria), move in with his stepdad Phil (Kyle Howard) and older stepsister Max (Abigail Pniowsky). His father is nowhere to be seen and quickly dismissed when mentioned. Max’s mom is a constant presence, even if it is usually just by mention. Then, one morning, Ben wakes up looking like Max’s friend (Jeremiah Friedlander). Like the mutants of Marvel’s X-Men, his superpower has kicked in just as adolescence is gearing up. "What do you mean, we aren't allowed to say cap?" demanded Kyle Howard and Dilshad Vadsaria. (AppleTV+) That bit might resemble the lives of Cyclops of Jean Grey, but in most other ways, Me feels a lot more like a junior version of Buffy the Vampire Slayer for the Gen Alpha set. Like Buffy’s Slayer mantel, Ben’s shapeshifting abilities become a gateway to a far stranger and more dangerous world existing just under the surface of his new home. And just like that series, Me plays best when it focuses on the growing pains of adolescence. Continue Reading →

Confession time. I’m a New York Giants fan. And a third-generation one at that. So when I heard that they’d be the team featured in Hard Knocks: Offseason, I did not find myself especially enthusiastic. Even casual fans of the now 23-year-old series can tell you that many, if not most, teams don’t exactly cover themselves in glory. And for an organization like the Giants, traditionally one of the most buttoned-up of the NFL franchises, it seemed an especially odd fit. However, I’m a lifelong Giants fan, so as they go, so do I. What’s immediately apparent in the two episodes screened for critics is the addendum of Offseason at the end of the series title is not merely cosmetic. While the show has traditionally focused its lens on the sidelines and field during preseason, Hard Knocks: Offseason posts itself in the hallways and at the desks of the front office. Yes, viewers glimpse the occasional player or prospect. Indeed, the coach, in this case Brian Daboll, remains an important part of the story. However, the “star” of the proceedings is General Manager Joe Schoen as he and his team attempt to build a squad that will erase the sting of going 6 and 11 in the 2023-24 season. As a central figure, Schoen is a fairly laid-back focal point. His stories do reveal an intense dedication to work and frugality. A tale of driving for hours after accepting the Giants job with nothing but two peanut butter sandwiches for sustenance is particularly informative. However, at least so far, all external signs of excess seem sublimated beneath a loose, laconic management style. There’s no mutiny visible or afoot, so he seems to command respect. He just doesn’t do it by bloviating about the building or thundering in the face of his staff. Continue Reading →

The New Zealand crime dramedy can’t wrangle its disparate tones into a satisfying whole. In some ways, Far North offers viewers three shows in one. There’s the harrowing tale of a quartet of Chinese women, Bi (Xana Tang), Jin (Xiao Hu), Hui (Nikita Tu-Bryant), and Ling (Louise Jiang), trapped in a boat off the coast of New Zealand. They’re under the thumb of Cai (Fei Li), a capricious crime middle manager whose corner-cutting and incompetence have left them stranded and facing death by dehydration and starvation. Unfortunately, rescue is almost as unpleasant a prospect as dying. To be saved, Cai demands they either “pay” for the rescue by sinking themselves deeper into debt and servitude or killing one of their own. On the mainland, a different kind of crime story is unfolding. A group of less-than-competent criminals working for Blaze (Fay Tofilau) believe they’re about to get the score of their lives. Employed by her to take in the meth the Chinese women are transporting, they think it’ll be as easy as loading up a camper and driving it a few towns away. Alas, between the delays and their lack of skills, complications rapidly arise. Continue Reading →

A quick overview of the high highs and middling disappointments in horror this year. With the social media app formerly known as Twitter now a shell of its former self, horror fans have been forced to return to Facebook to continue such interminable debates as “What does or doesn’t qualify something as ‘horror’?” “What the hell is ‘elevated horror,’ anyway?” “Are remakes inherently bad?” “Have horror movies gotten too ‘woke’?” “Were we wrong for letting women make horror?” In a year when both David Gordon Green and M. Night Shyamalan released new movies, the horror discourse was especially spicy, and that’s before we get to the really interesting stories, like the surprise viral success of Skinamarink, which, with the way time seems to be passing nowadays, feels like it was released five years ago. Both indie and mainstream horror made daring choices, not looking to appeal to as broad a range of audiences as possible, and treating the genre as a serious art form, as opposed to just a machine that prints money. But the biggest surprise came in October, with the release of Saw X, the tenth film in a seemingly unkillable franchise, which ended up being one of the best, most coherent entries in the entire series. Continue Reading →

Throughout the near-240 minutes of Showtime’s Ghosts of Beirut, the four-part espionage thriller introduces dozens of characters scattered across the Middle East. CIA agents, Mossad operatives, and various members of the Islamic Jihad Organization all get time within these four hours of television. Creators Avi Issacharoff and Lior Raz attempt to give all perspectives in this story, including that of terrorist Imad Mughniyeh, the central figure of this story, and so, the series consistently remains too limited.  Continue Reading →

There’s a subset of “Will they or won’t they?” stories that are perhaps best described as “They will, then they won’t, then they will again, then they won’t again, and so on.” There are certainly fans of this kind of story. Arguably the most popular sitcom of the past 40 years, Friends, had Ross and Rachel bouncing together and apart repeatedly. Hulu’s new musical series Up Here is the latest example of that rom-com subset of a subset. Continue Reading →

The story of Daisy Jones & The Six begins, fittingly, at its dramatic end. The show opens with the members of the titular band taking their seats for a series of talking-head interviews before a title card that reads, “On October 4, 1977, Daisy Jones and the Six performed to a sold-out crowd at Soldier Field in Chicago, Illinois.” Despite being one of the biggest bands in the world at that time, “It would be their final performance.” From there, we jump back in time to learn exactly how Daisy and the five members of the Six (yes, five) became a band.   Continue Reading →

Ron Howard has been directing feature films for almost 45 years now (his latest, Thirteen Lives, has just opened) and I think most would agree that he long ago proved himself behind the camera—he works well with actors, tells his stories cleanly and efficiently and, barring outliers like How the Grinch Stole Christmas or Hillbilly Elegy, even his films that don’t quite work never go completely off the rails into complete disasterdom. If there is a flaw to Howard’s method, it is that there is never a personal touch or sensibility to most of his films—even the most ardent auteurist would struggle to find any sort of artistic throughline connecting his work. Sure, there is something to be said for solid, sensible craftsmanship, but Howard as a filmmaker could stand to let his artistic freak flag fly once in a while.  Continue Reading →

Bringing back favorite characters and connecting some surprising threads throughout sketches in previous seasons, season 3 of the Emmy Award winning A Black Lady Sketch Show is back and funnier than ever, throwing comedic punches with an all-star cast of hilarious heavy-hitters. Continue Reading →

Trigger Warning: assault, sexual assault, date rape  Continue Reading →

It is difficult to imagine the people who, after Dexter’s largely despised series finale, felt that more Dexter would solve the problem. When you recall the last season of Dexter was also largely despised, it becomes even more challenging. Add in that, for many, the writing on the wall started even earlier, and it becomes damn near impossible. And yet, here is Dexter: New Blood. Continue Reading →