Crash tries too hard, and fails hard too.

It walks the walk of Important Series Television, but no matter how hard it tries to be gutsy and existential, it rings hollow.

As unimaginative as its title.

It all feels inessential.

It's not awful, exactly, but it's so willfully bleak as to become monotonous.

It's a bland Spielberg wannabe that doesn't succeed in evoking much creepiness or wonder

Unfortunately, despite an interesting pair of lead actors, ''E-Ring" is stubbornly conventional and bland.

If they can emphasize the science over the tiresome characters, they might add a few ounces to this lightweight copycat.

The show takes the characters' angst and obsessions much too seriously, elevating their histrionics to soap-operatic levels when it should be flirting with satire.

If the writers and actors were willing to get a little campy, if they lifted the group's obnoxiousness factor over the top, the show might have some entertainment value. But as it stands, it's an hour spent watching dull, pretty people work very hard to be hipper than one another, as well as hipper than you.

It's not the weakest of the new supernatural pilots, but it so quickly falls into generic horror moves and a stifling atmosphere that it doesn't make for a terribly auspicious hour.

While there's nothing cringingly awful about this new WB series -- see Fox's ''Unan1mous" for that -- it nonetheless succumbs to one of the great TV sins: mediocrity.

These actors deserve better material.

A charmless sitcom with absolutely nothing original in it.

The more the script pushes its stock questions of faith, the more cerebral the movie becomes. And cerebral isn't a good thing when you're talking about horror.

What makes a cloney-baloney reality show such as the new ''Skating With Celebrities" bearable? For me, it's the constant awareness of how ''Saturday Night Live" might milk its silliness.

Relies so heavily on... amateurish re-creations that it undermines its otherwise mind-blowing survival stories.

The production doesn't engage the ears, the eyes, or the laugh muscles. It engages only the snooze button.

It's kind of boring.

"Jericho" turns nuclear catastrophe into an excuse for a series of suspenseful "24"-like set pieces, and the result is a ham-fisted concoction overcrowded with incident and rigged thrills.

No, "Drive" isn't awful... But the show still lacks the charisma that a serialized story requires to keep viewers coming back for more.

The tonal dissonance in "Standoff" is deafening, like pairing up, say, Jewel and Meat Loaf for a duet.

With its population of must-love oddballs, the series drowns its cool sci-fi concept in a flood of "Northern Exposure" quaintness.

It's thoroughly artificial and proud of it. The four women are a little too attractive, their comments and voiceovers feel a little too semi-scripted, and everyone is a little too willing to ignore the camera crew on the dates.

Too much like a dull season of MTV's "Road Rules," without the women.

Feresten's not awful, and the show he has built around himself with video segments has a few laugh-out-loud moments. But he clearly needs to find his identity behind the desk.

"The Path to 9/11" never quite arrives at narrative coherence and depth.

Pointless and inert.