Why Are TV Revivals So Determined to Be Depressing?

(Editor’s Note: Spoilers below for the revivals of Gilmore Girls, Veronica Mars, Murphy Brown, and The L Word. But if you haven’t cared to watch these shows by now, you probably don’t care about spoilers!)

On this week’s premiere of NBC’s This is Us, Kevin (Justin Hartley) decides to do the revival of his comedy The Manny. I have to be honest: this fictional revival of a fictional show inside another TV show sounded so much better than the revivals and reboots we’ve been dealing with lately.

Let’s review: Did you know that getting older is awful? That your husband will die, your best friend will abandon you, you’ll need a hip replacement, your sex life will be non-existent (except if you are having an affair), you will become an entirely different person and you’ll be tragically out of touch with, well, everything—so out of touch that you’ve never even heard of Diwali? And Just Like That sure does. There are so many things wrong with this Sex and the City reboot; it’s embarrassing how the show just seems to be going through a checklist of current social issues (like when your mom tries to incorrectly use a term the kids say), but the most offensive aspect is how depressing the show seems to think aging is. This is a show that used to be about empowering women no matter what their life choices. It celebrated sex in a way that was so liberating for its viewers. As we’ve noted here at Paste, it’s like a bizarro version of The Golden Girls, devoid of humor or optimism. The original series was a comedy where dramatic things happened. Who knows what exactly this is? A slow march towards inevitable death? A meditation on arthritis? A treatise of how not to behave? Whatever it is, it’s decidedly not a comedy.

Fans of Sex and the City have accepted a lot over the show’s run and subsequent two movies. But And Just Like That is a bridge too far. It’s ruining whatever goodwill fans had left of the show, and forever imploding our memories of the beloved series. Steve and Miranda were once one of the show’s central couples and grand romances. Now? He’s an afterthought with hearing aids, cast aside and rarely even mentioned in favor of Miranda’s affair. The erosion of something we once held dear simply isn’t, for lack of a better word, nice. It’s really hard to understand what’s going on and what creatives are thinking? The last two years have been enormously difficult. I certainly naively believed that And Just Like That would provide a respite, an escape, a return to happier times. Instead it’s a depressing attestation that things only go downhill after 50. You think life right now is bad? You just wait.

I could go on and on, but, of course And Just Like That is not the only offender of this inexplicable underbelly of television revivals. There seems to be a determination to destroy our cherished memories of beloved shows. Why can’t shows let characters be happy? Why is no one adhering to the age-old adage “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” Or, more importantly, “Let sleeping dogs lie.”