And that’s pretty much my sole criticism of Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life.
I’ve seen all four 90-minute episodes of Netflix’s revival (which begins streaming on Friday, Nov. 25) and I’m here to assure you — one Gilmore acolyte to another — that it delivers. Holy hell, does it ever deliver.
Save for the aforementioned, somewhat bloated Stars Hollow: The Musical interlude in the third chapter, “Summer,” series creator Amy Sherman-Palladino and executive producer Daniel Palladino have given this grateful, longtime fan the satisfying conclusion he’s been waiting nearly a decade for.
I’m sure you’re thinking: “Well, of course you’re going to say that. Not only are you in the thing, but you have the entire cast and crew on speed dial!” And to that I say, “You’re wrong. I do not have Sally Struthers’ telephone number.” (But I have a pending Facebook friend request I feel really good about.)
But I get why one might call my journalistic objectivity into question. It’s one of the reasons I assigned TVLine’s formal revival review to my colleague Dave Nemetz. (You can read that by clicking here.)
Here’s the thing: I went into A Year in the Life with tempered expectations. After being burned by a number of recent revivals that should’ve been slam-dunks (The X-Files, Arrested Development), I was ready to have my heart shattered. And if that happened, I would find a way to break the news to you gently. But it didn’t. My expectations were wildly exceeded. And I believe yours will be, too.
If it’s mildly spoilery, semi-specifics you’re looking for, activate the gallery above — or click here for direct access — to read my breakdown of the 10 ways Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life delivered the proverbial goods.