At the WB Tv preview night. I'll provide some commentary on what were seeing. First up 666 Park Avenue.
So, Terry O'Quinn is Satan...or something. And he owns an apartment building of the damned. The protagonists are an ambitious couple that are hired to be resident managers.
The plot establishes that most of the residents are various types of either those who sold their souls or the morally suspect (like one guy who our plucky heroine meets with hands covered in blood...he has twitchy killer written all over him). Oh, and there are ghosts in the laundry room...which explains where all those missing sock go.
Kinda of a yuppie version of the apartment building in Rosemary's Baby. Lots of stereotypes, cliched dialogue, cheap jump shots...but, there are also naught cults, hot blondes, killer elevators, some monkey paw shit...
Ultimately, it just has a been there, done that feel to it. There's really nothing about it that stands out. Terry O'Quinn does seem to be having fun as Satan or whatever, but that's about it.
Oh, and there's one moment I wanted to yell "I am Gozer the Gozerian.". I refrained. Inside though, I know, this bitch is toast.
Pass.
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