John Anderson

Intelligent, intimate and highly sympathetic documentary. .... The three-part series doesn’t solve any puzzles. But police camera footage, procedural scrutiny and extensive interviews do make it an enigmatic true-crime thriller.

A genuine ensemble in a very creative, casually hilarious and certainly otherworldly comedy.

Mr. Hiddleston may be practicing speculative archaeology here and there. But the hard truths of human nature bring us closer to the people who perished in Pompeii.

The quality of the writing is not quite up to par, though as always with Mr. Ferrell there are moments when you chuckle and moments when you groan. .... But the series simply doesn’t know when to be witty and when to be vulgar, and it goes over that line far too many times to win a viewer’s respect—the writers, who include Mr. Ferrell, Mr. Henchy and Ms. Steele, obviously know the difference and often choose stupid over smart.

Despite all the narrative improbabilities and a regular defiance of physics, Hannah Waddingham and Octavia Spencer are so distractingly funny and charming that a viewer goes along for the ride.

The way his wheels are turning is a credit to the critical thinking Mr. Campbell is trying to impart, and does, throughout a series that is as much fun and smart as anything on right now.

Strong on personalities, a bit thin on poetry and overly fascinated with a shamrock-infused version of Irish America. Jayzus, one wants to say, stop scraping that fiddle.

Once in a while, you might imagine a bit of Ms. Gilbert in the younger actress and a bit of the old show in this one, which is quite frank about certain aspects of the Wilder story, but also earnestly sentimental in a way that will please the Wilder loyalists.

The directors provide a remarkable window into the backstage operations of the event. .... Directors Noujaim and Gandhi are not out to critique Burning Man, or to celebrate it either. The lushness of the cinematography—with its beautiful people, landscapes, improbable sculptures, impractical machines and galaxy of light and dust—is as voluptuous as the festival itself.

Ms. Minetree is certainly talented, but also charming enough to carry a whole series. .... This one also struts its recycled stuff down a runway of illogic, even in defiance of its own timeline. .... One hopes they do well, in situations a little less predictable.