Fuller House Review

The first lines of the theme song to Fuller House (and the original) tell you nearly everything you need to know about this show. “Whatever happened to predictability?” Well you no longer need to wonder. It’s alive and well in this series and that’s what makes it great. I know it’s counter intuitive and every online review I’ve read thus far has lambasted the series for being a formulaic reproduction of the original 90’s sitcom, but after watching ten episodes in two days I can honestly say that those opinions matter as little as Olsen’s combined calorie intake.


Golden Gate Bridge


This isn’t going to be an in depth break down of each character, or the plot of the show simply because it doesn’t need to be. The show takes you back to a time when things were so much simpler; when nearly every problem in life could be solved in 30 minutes. A time in TV when you already knew the solution before the show told you but you didn’t care as long as you got to hear a patented catch phrase before the closing credits.

Of course I am biased because I grew up as many in my generation did watching the original, and many shows like it. Also, like many others, I wasn’t sad to see these types of shows slowly fade away to be replaced by darker, heavy dramas with more sex appeal and less campy wholesome banter. But as with anything, especially entertainment, popularity is cyclical, and I believe Netflix was dead-on with the timing of releasing this show. We have now come full circle.

I’m not saying I think we will see the dark gritty dramas that are so popular right now fade away. God knows Netflix has a masterful lineup of such shows itself (Daredevil, Jessica Jones, Orange is the New Black).




I do think that the tide is turning though, however slowly, back to more innocent and warm family oriented shows…and for good reason. Turn on the news any given day and you will be inundated with info on the latest mass shooting, war, death and destruction. Not surprisingly the majority of network shows are a reflection of this; entertainment imitates life and vice versa. This is why nearly 20 million people tune in a week to see shows like NCIS that depict the harsh realities of our nation being at war with just about everyone and everything.




This is the real appeal of Fuller House; it is escapism at it’s absolute best. Not once in the 10 episodes that I watched did my thoughts wander to what was going on with Bernie, Hillary, Trump, Cruz, and Rubio. There was no need to delve deeper, or wonder what would happen next based on Easter Eggs the writers dropped 4 or 5 episodes ago. What I did do was smile and laugh while attempting to reconcile how hot Candice Cameron (DJ), Jodi Sweetin (Stephanie), and Andrea Barber (Kimmy Gibbler) have gotten. Make fun if you want, I always kinda had a thing for Kimmy Gibbler.


Fuller House Ladies

Barber, Sweetin, Cameron-Bure


Entertainment is just that, and I was surprisingly entertained by Fuller House. I don’t know that I will be anxiously awaiting season 2, but I will certainly finish out season 1, and will undoubtedly enjoy any more episodes Netflix sees fit to grace us with.


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