I’m three episodes into the new Fuller House premier on Netflix. I didn’t necessarily expect much, but so far, I’m really enjoying it. The first episode of the new series was a reunion of the original original show, featuring all of the Full House cast, except for the Olsen twins. I think the situations have been funny. The new cast members are likable, and fit in well with the culture of the show. The original cast members still have good chemistry. It has the same “feel” as Full House. As could be expected, it makes some funny inside references to the original show. The old catchphrases have returned.
If you loved the original Full House, I don’t see what’s not to like about the new show.
Full House wasn’t the best show ever. It wasn’t the funniest, or the best written. But it was fun to watch. Many episodes followed the same formula of: someone being sad over the death of Danny’s wife, “but we still have each other,” dramatic violin music, humor, the end.
The show is receiving bad reviews for the writing and its similarity to Full House. What are the critics expecting? The Sopranos?! As Candace Cameron Bure brought up in an interview, critics typically didn’t like the original show either. And it’s a classic.
In the new show, DJ has been widowed and has 3 sons. Her sister Stephanie and childhood best friend Kimmy move in to help her raise the boys.
As a kid, it was one of my favorite shows, the crown jewel of ABC’s classic TGIF lineup. As a freshman in college in the early 2000’s, away from home for the first time, watching reruns became part of my daily ritual. And to this day, it’s one of the few shows that I have to stop and watch if I’m flipping through the channels and come to an episode, despite having seen every episode multiple times.
If there’s one thing that people who grew up in the 90s love, it’s nostalgia. And Fuller House allows you, if only for a moment, to take a step back to a simpler time.