Oh, Star-Crossed. Didn’t we almost have it all? OK, maybe not, but I was almost a passionate viewer, so didn’t we almost have something at all?
From the moment I watched the Star-Crossed pilot, I was semi-hooked on the show. I thought the premise was interesting, and I loved the Fault in Our Stars-meets-Zenon: Girl of the 21st Century vibe. I felt it was one of those shows that you just had to accept, and then from there, it would be smooth sailing.
But sadly, nothing ever blossomed from that foundation. I watched the show week after week but found myself struggling to really get invested in the characters. Did I want Roman and Emery together? Sure. Did I care about anything Drake was doing? Not really. Everything that was clearly supposed to serve as a big dramatic element just fell flat. There were explosions that made me shrug, secrets that made me yawn, and then there was Zoe, television’s worst villain. READ FULL STORY