So much of TV these days is just pretty people in peril, which is why something original like Revenge was so refreshing. Sure, it had the pretty people. Sure, they were in peril. But they weren't in danger of wearing skirts that actually covered their private parts or shoes they could really walk in or who was sleeping with who. No, the pretty people were in danger from a murderous vengeful woman who was going to utterly destroy each and every one of the people who disgraced and murdered her father.
Now that's a premise worth a look. Throw in a great cast and wonderful production values and, wow, a show actual worth watching. A miracle!
For the first 18 episodes anyway.
Then Revenge became what it was trying most not to be: a true soap opera. Who is sleeping with whom? Who is a scuzzy businessman? Who suffers under the family curse? Will Amanda/Emily find true love with Jack?
To these soap opera elements were added ideas pulled stale from the human nether regions of the writers as a second season loomed and Emily/Amanda was supposed to HAVE her revenge by the end of Season One. Instead the story got muddied up, soap opera tropes reared their ugly heads and Revenge became Dallas 2.0.
My wife and I sat though the first season. We will not be watching Season Two. If the show lasts long enough to get back to what it is supposed to be about, we might return for the finale. Otherwise, we're moving on. Bottom line here is that if you're new to the show and are chomping at the bit to see the premise pay off, you will be disappointed. If, on the other hand, you like seeing pretty people in peril from every cliche in the book, then Revenge has what you're looking for.