Having grown up in the '80s, I have fond memories of watching the Michael Crichton-directed movie version of Robin Cook's best-seller Coma during its endless run on cable. While by no means a classic of its particular subgenre (the science-fiction laced medical thriller; see also The Andromeda Strain and the recent Splice), that 1978 film is a lot of fun and almost compulsively watchable, one of those potboilers that you stumble upon a few minutes of and feel the urge to stick around until the end. Since the original is admittedly dated in some respects, though, I was looking forward to A&E's new two-part miniseries, which updates Cook's book to the present day. With the heavy-hitting cast (Lauren Ambrose! Geena Davis! Ellen Burstyn!), experienced production team (including Ridley Scott and his recently departed brother Tony), and good source material, I began watching the first installment -- which aired last night, Part 2 premieres this evening -- anticipating, if nothing else, a solid Labor Day diversion.

When we heard the news that The Office is bringing back Pam's ex-fiancé Roy (David Denman), we realized how tiny of a chance Season 9 had at being remotely good. But unlike some new NBC shows that we genuinely love to hate-watch, The Office was at one time a great sitcom with a lot of heart, and we're still not quite ready to completely throw in the towel just yet. Over the course of the series, there were dozens of characters that could be brought back, all of which are less desperate than yet another callback to Roy. Sure, most everyone below has booked better gigs since leaving their Office stints, but we dare to dream.

We're still depressed about the end of Friday Night Lights and then we started watching the new "Now or Never" arc of Degrassi only to see a very familiar plot from being played out on the teen show. Now we loved FNL, and we love Degrassi, but FNL did make a major misstep with one little tiny murder storyline that dragged down its second season. Out of all the fantastic issues that Lights tackled, why, oh why, did Degrassi choose that one?

The first official photo of Adrianne Palicki in her Wonder Woman costume was released to Entertainment Weekly today, promptly causing the collective internet's eyes to bleed. Judging by this costume, the David E. Kelly show -- which has been asserting since the beginning that it would be a serious, non-campy take on the character -- either has no idea what "serious" and "non-campy" means, or it just changed its mind somewhere along the way. Let's just quickly go over the worst things about this twelve-dollar Halloween costume that will soon be the face of a very expensive major network television show. Oy.

The Biggest Loser is one of the most formulaic reality shows on TV, and that's fine. That's why people tune in season after season. They watch morbidly obese people go to a fitness boot camp, get yelled at, puke their brains out and come out the other side in slamming good shape and super-skinny jeans to show for it. But this season, they've screwed it all up, not by adding new trainers or by insisting on keeping the two-hour episodes, but by separating everything into odd capsules, making it seem like two seasons are happening simultaneously -- all in an apparent effort to make us forget the fact that Jillian is leaving. Whether you love or hate Jillian, they've done a bad job integrating the new people, and based on this mess, her exit is going to make a huge difference in the quality, or at least watchability, of the show. I may actually need to follow I Used to Be Fat instead.

In my youth (and yes, I can still sing all of the words to "Could've Been" and probably most of the Out of the Blue album), I was a fan of Tiffany and Debbie Gibson (hey, we all have our things), so the idea of seeing them in a cheesy made-for-SyFy original "movie" was both oddly depressing and fascinating. I'm not sure entirely why they waited so long to make such a stellar film. Were the special effects not available 20 years ago for this masterpiece? If that was the reasoning, I'd understand because seriously, these special effects were mind-blowing. And by mind-blowing, I mean ridiculous and that my five-year-old can color more convincing looking reptiles with her box of crayons.

NBC has enlisted Bryan Fuller to reboot The Munsters into some unholy pilot being described as "True Blood meets Modern Family." Nice to see NBC trying to get out of last place by going back to what they're good at: reboots of 1960s television nobody asked for! And as much as we love Bryan Fuller... no. Just no. Besides the obvious, here are the reasons why all parties involved should reconsider this awful idea.

Last night in the middle of Dancing With the Stars, ABC halfheartedly announced that Brad Womack is the once and future Bachelor. Given the fact that they snuck this in with little or no hoopla and didn't take the opportunity to do a special, or hype it ad nauseum as a special press announcement by Chris Harrison during DWTS, I'm thinking they are pretty embarrassed that this was the best they could do. I understand that Chris L. wisely decided that he'd humiliated his family enough during his stint on The Bachelorette, but I find it hard to believe that there were no other Bachelor-adjacent folks who wanted to sell their souls to ABC for some more screen time.

Why did a live announcement even need to happen? Couldn't they have just sent out a press release like normal people? We've known for weeks that Steven Tyler and Jennifer Lopez were the top two candidates for the judging spots, and it isn't like Randy was going to go anywhere unless he was forcibly removed from the building. But to render this entire event even more useless (and comical), they decided to stream the big judges reveal online as a so-called "press conference"... which ended up riddled with technical difficulties.

Well, let's be clear here: I'm not sure that any version of The View is necessary, and I'm not looking forward to CBS' clone (with Julie Chen) coming this fall, either. But what I definitely know is that there isn't a void in the TV landscape that needs to be filled by a panel of men discussing the issues of the day. However, Barbara Walters apparently disagrees.