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It’s insane how the second season has yet to be announced and with that, here’s my Fuller House review that’s having me re-watch the season as I write. Fuller House is just as similar to Full House for the exception of its gender switch. It’s very warming cheesiness is ever present as the same cast members from so long ago.
The first episode reunites (almost) everyone under the same roof before they part and go their separate ways. DJ is a mother of three boys preparing to take care of them on her own. With her whole family overhearing her distressed confession as to how she’s going to do it all, Stephanie along with Kimmy decide to move in and help.
Throughout the show is nothing but ongoing silliness rotating between the three adults and four children. Throughout the season are surprise visits and helpful hands from Becky, Jess, Danny, and Joey reliving their same one liners and catch phrases they have before.
Fuller House is innocent and wholesome, the very rare quality of television that's hard to find today. Despite negative reviews, the show beams of nostalgia and cheerfulness. Delightful and corny, the pleasant easygoing ordinary in all our lives the high maintenance viewer may find boring. With the common graphic and sexual content in almost everything, the dislike is understandable yet inexcusable. If you need the occasional nipple or bloodshed to stay engaged and entertained, the show’s not the problem, you are.
This reunion show was well done and with the many opportunities they took to joke about Michele’s absence as well as themselves, it was all in good fun and let’s be honest, too hard to pass up. I’m looking forward to what else Netflix has to offer, like the second season!





