Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

Bloom’s ingenious anti-rom-com was one of last year’s best shows. It might be even better this year.

Bloom is so perfect for the part, emerging as a fully formed character. She grounds Rebecca, but is also fearless when Rebecca needs to live up to the title of the show.

There are times when Crazy Ex-Girlfriend overreaches, struggles to do justice to the choices it has made, or strains inventiveness while trying to figure out how to escape the corners it paints itself into. But the high bar that Bloom, McKenna & Co. have set for themselves folds the creative process into the show’s ongoing, multifaceted spectacle.

When you're in the midst of it, you feel sort of crazy. When you're watching Rachel go through it, it's engaging. It's fresh. It's fun.

[The] fall’s most unusual series concept and easily the new season’s most promising pilot.

Though the title lamentably plays into the stereotype that all women are just a breakup away from psychosis, there’s plenty else to like about this exuberant and slightly strange dramedy.

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend has the sort of kooky, off-kilter, off-the-wall energy of such true TV originals as Pushing Daisies and Eli Stone. The musical productions are wonderfully surreal, if slightly grotesque. But the songs themselves are merely adequate. And judging from the pilot alone--the only episode the CW made available--the characterizations are shallow and the humor far too broad. Bloom is impressive as the title character, Rebecca Bunch.

Its good but the singing and songs are so bad it makes it not worth watching