Critic Reviews

The idle, boozy time between one romantic relationship and the next turns out to be a sweet spot for a sitcom.

Thanks to some happy casting, the show's not actually unwatchable.

The few good laughs in an otherwise so-so show are supplied by the slyly wigged-out Beth Lacke.

It squanders committed acting and funny lines by draping them over a suspect premise.

A bad morph-job of "Seinfeld" and "Friends" but without the simplicity of the first, the chemistry of the second or the brilliance, timing, and writing of either.

There's not a moment or character that rings true, and the only joke you're likely to remember is an anatomical gag you'd probably rather forget.

I don’t get a kick out of you, “Happy Hour.”

This is merely another dead-on-arrival series to add to the mountain of failures Fox has hurled our way over the past few seasons.

Lacke is the only person, or thing, in "Happy Hour" that made me laugh.

Given this straitjacket of a script, it's hard to know how good the cast could be with decent material.