It also happens to be a who’s who of then-rising and local New York actors: William Jackson Harper! Greta Lee! Peter Friedman! Zach Cherry! Kate Berlant! Even if you don’t know those names, you’ll recognize some of the faces. The episodes contain both sharp and loving satire of the most-talked-about region of the 2010s some pure punchline, others deeply moving, most a delightful mix of funny and true. The show loosely follows a single Brooklyn weed dealer (“The Guy,” played by co-creator Ben Sinclair), tracking his varied clientele across the borough and over the years, telling their stories and very, very, very slowly telling his. There is possibly no show more rewatchable than this beautiful, goofy, sly anthology series. Plus, who doesn’t want to see heavily inked adults arguing over who made the prettiest tattoo? The critiques sometimes feel like a thrilling attack on a competitor’s artistry when they’re going poorly, a delightful bit of schadenfreude for us non-artistic types. Ink Master focuses less on the dynamics of the competitors (though alliances and feuds do play a minor role) and instead on each artist’s creativity and ability - the design process, the technique of depositing ink into skin. Like its reality competition kin, Ink Master relies on a formula - two challenges, a critique, and an elimination - but the show’s steady framework allows you to pay attention to what actually matters: the tattoos. As much mindless TV as it is art exhibition, Ink Master is inherently bingeable thanks to its spunk and integral dependence on visuals. Gabriela Fernandez, senior audience strategy editor Ink Master (2012–present)Īs a society, we do not lack for reality competition shows. (Streaming on the Roku channel, Prime Video, and Apple TV.) Two decades later, Dead Like Me withstands the test of time. It’s a brilliant series that masterfully grapples with the heaviness of coming of age, death, and the intricacies of grief, while simultaneously being hilarious and meditative. George’s fellow reapers become her second family as they show her the ropes of the “undead,” along the way helping her process the time she failed to take advantage of while she was alive. She then joins a group of modern-day Grim Reapers who are tasked with extracting the souls of people who are about to die, and escorting them to their afterlife. The show centers on Georgia Lass (Ellen Muth), an 18-year-old who meets her untimely death when a toilet from a space station falls on her from the sky. Not to be mistaken with Netflix’s Dead to Me, this series ran on Showtime for an all-too-brief two seasons from 2003 to 2004. There isn’t a show I hold nearer or dearer to my heart than Dead Like Me. These hidden and sometimes forgotten streaming gems will be your companion through the winter doldrums. So we gathered our favorite underwatched television shows to dive into this winter - the ones we loved but had no one else to talk to about - for those looking for a new obsession. ![]() Over at Vox, we love bunkering down with something bingeable to get us through the colder months, but we’ve seen it all, too. ![]() Picking something to watch in a sea of discourse and endless options can feel daunting, but it’s even more difficult when you’ve already seen everything. There’s a lot of TV to sift through these days.
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