Revamping the Archie Comics characters—created in 1939!—as a "Twin Peaks"-inspired youth drama on the CW network sounds like a surefire recipe for disaster, but damn if this isn't the most gorgeous-looking show on television, and a gonzo exploration of teen hormones to boot. In the words of Cheryl Blossom, who might as well have been describing her own show: "You precious, beautiful, compulsive piece of trash."
I've been lured in by this soap opera mixture of Gossip Girl with some diluted David Lynch. It has style, even if I'd like to do a bit of recasting (most emphatically for Jughead). I want Archie and Kevin to fuck, and so does everybody else.
The teenage soap opera that those of us who grew up cringing at One Tree Hill and The OC have always dreamed of. The writing, costumes and cinematography complement one another commendably, and the Twin Peaks-esque backdrop adds a sense of edge and intrigue to an otherwise quintessential "American teen soap" dealing with serious (if not slightly melodramatic) coming of age issues and situations.