WOLF PACK on Paramount+ A Review

Every rare once in a while I see an exceptionally dumb TV show, one so sluggish and dithering that I make caveman sounds at the TV. Wolf Pack is such a show. The plot is epic crayola on toilet paper, so I can’t really simplify it for the sake of this blog. It’s that simple already so here it is- A mean cabbage chick, very frowny, and a head case creampuff dork get all bit up by a CGI werewolf. Said werewolf has two kids, finger sniffing jizz toilets both, and the four of them have to band together and do stuff. These characters are as shallow as the film of cooking oil on your cast iron skillet, totally on par with nightmarish garbage like Fantasy Island or The Love Boat. I watched, making cave calls, hoping the principal cast would die, but I made it through one and a half episodes and god damn it, they were all still alive. Oh! Buffy the Vampire Slayer is in this. For a few minutes. There’s also a big fake fire.