OK, I have to warn you in advance, I've only seen the first episode, and this review has to contain quite a few **SPOILERS** for my review to make sense.
In the opening scene, the three women, naturally dressed in black catsuits, are getting ready to rappel down the side of a building, smash through glass windows, and surprise the bad guys. The first two women do fine, then petite D.D. simply flattens, face first, against the glass; after a long pause, she says "ooowwww."
There is the attempt to disarm a bomb, with techie D.D. getting conflicting advice from her buds Cassie and Shane, and a long discussion about "red wire, blue wire" and which movie each color wire worked in.
OK, by now you have the idea, this show is sort of "Charlie's Angels as trained by the Keystone Kops." After the girls (sorry, women, forgot my PC) finally get their first assignment from Jack (their Bosley), they get so excited they trip over each other and fall into a big pileup. Like the intro says, this is not an elite global intelligence unit.
The characters as portrayed are very likable, with seemingly good chemistry between the four leads.
On final *spoiler*; in the last scene, the three are doing a typical "Charlie's Angels" exit, walking side by side toward the camera, discussing how low some people will stoop to get publicity and attention. After agreeing they would never do this, they look at each other, and, in unison, start peeling off their blouses, a la Brandi Chastain.
Regretfully, (hey, did I say they're gorgeous?) the scene freezes, and an apology from the producers for the tacky ending appears on the screen (comments like this, some quite hilarious, appear on screen regularly throughout the show). The next thing you see is the MGM lion, yawning.
OK, I really liked the first episode, and will definitely watch more. It's pure mindless entertainment, and pokes fun at everything in sight, including itself.
Sit back with a double decaf skim latte, and enjoy.
In the opening scene, the three women, naturally dressed in black catsuits, are getting ready to rappel down the side of a building, smash through glass windows, and surprise the bad guys. The first two women do fine, then petite D.D. simply flattens, face first, against the glass; after a long pause, she says "ooowwww."
There is the attempt to disarm a bomb, with techie D.D. getting conflicting advice from her buds Cassie and Shane, and a long discussion about "red wire, blue wire" and which movie each color wire worked in.
OK, by now you have the idea, this show is sort of "Charlie's Angels as trained by the Keystone Kops." After the girls (sorry, women, forgot my PC) finally get their first assignment from Jack (their Bosley), they get so excited they trip over each other and fall into a big pileup. Like the intro says, this is not an elite global intelligence unit.
The characters as portrayed are very likable, with seemingly good chemistry between the four leads.
On final *spoiler*; in the last scene, the three are doing a typical "Charlie's Angels" exit, walking side by side toward the camera, discussing how low some people will stoop to get publicity and attention. After agreeing they would never do this, they look at each other, and, in unison, start peeling off their blouses, a la Brandi Chastain.
Regretfully, (hey, did I say they're gorgeous?) the scene freezes, and an apology from the producers for the tacky ending appears on the screen (comments like this, some quite hilarious, appear on screen regularly throughout the show). The next thing you see is the MGM lion, yawning.
OK, I really liked the first episode, and will definitely watch more. It's pure mindless entertainment, and pokes fun at everything in sight, including itself.
Sit back with a double decaf skim latte, and enjoy.