It is possible that I have never seen an entire episode of “Full House,” the heartwarming 1987-1995 ABC sitcom much beloved by people the right age to love it much and revived this week for a 13-episode, Netflix-based sequel, “Fuller House.” I don’t come to it as a completely blank slate — I have done the reading, I have watched the old clips. But if I don’t come predisposed to like it, other than an ongoing affection for the work of John Stamos, neither am I prejudiced against it, ready to look down my nose from a great critical height upon its homey, huggy goings-on.
The much-repeated notion that we are in a Golden Platinum Age of Television has deformed the old normal curve of television; a show can be deemed a failure, critically at least, simply for not trying too hard. (These are often shows that a lot of people watch, of course.) There’s nothing wrong with setting a bar high, but not every television series or event demands Olympian ambition; we play hopscotch in this world too.
“Whatever happened to predictability?” is how its theme song (newly sung by Carly Rae Jepsen) begins; the show, which ends typically in a practical demonstration of family love, is a paean to the safe harbor; every fiber of its being is wrapped up in the idea that whatever small or large shocks life might administer there is a group hug waiting for you at the end of the day.
The pilot begins where many sitcoms end, with “Full House” dad (and “Fuller House” grandpa) Danny Tanner (Bob Saget, weirdly) about to move out of his sweet San Francisco Victorian for a new job in Los Angeles. This becomes the occasion for a party that reunites every major original-series cast member save twins Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen, who between them portrayed the littlest Tanner, Michelle. There is a joke about that absence, one of many self-referential, metafictional moments that are stuffed into the opening episode and stud later ones.
In a nutshell, the new series takes the premise of the original — two single men help a third raise his three daughters — moves it down a generation and flips the gender. Where Danny Tanner was newly a widower, his daughter D.J. Tanner-Fuller (Candace Cameron Bure) is newly a widow; her household, in the same house, will include her three sons (Michael Campion, Elias Harger, twins-playing-a-single-infant Dashiell and Fox Messitt), her footloose sister Stephanie Tanner (Jodie Sweetin) and their old wacky neighbor Kimmy Gibler (Andrea Barber), who brings a half-Argentine daughter (Soni Nicole Bringas) into the mix. “I have to move in with the whitest family in America?” asks the daughter in an expression of authorial self-knowledge. “The Fullers are like albino polar bears, drinking milk, in a snowstorm, watching ‘Frozen.’ ”
Bob Saget played Danny Tanner.(ABC ; Frederick M. Brown/Getty Images)
John Stamos played Jesse Katsopolis.
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Dave Coulier played Joey Gladstone.
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Lori Loughlin played Rebecca Katsopolis.(ABC; Chris Delmas / AFP / Getty Images)
Jodie Sweetin played Stephanie Tanner.(ABC Photo Archives/ABC via Getty Images; Frederick M. Brown/Getty Images)
Mary-Kate (in white) and Ashley Olsen played Michelle Tanner.
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Candace Cameron-Bure played D.J. Tanner.(ABC Photo Archives/ABC via Getty Images ; Frederick M. Brown/Getty Images)
If it has a fault — which some viewers, I am sure, will consider a delight — it’s that it requires strenuous cuteness from its younger players. Harger’s small middle child, who dresses like a pint-size Alex Keaton and mirrors his grandfather’s taste for cleaning, is made to say things like, “I know I look like I got it going on, but deep down I’m a wreck” and “Mom made her famous blueberry pancakes and she used duck eggs for more nutrition and a deeper flavor profile. What? I like my cooking shows.” It’s phony as heck, but to generations raised on generations of Disney Channel and Nickelodeon series, this may sound completely natural.
But that the older characters can recall childhood events that, in fact, played out on television in those characters’ childhoods is interesting and even a little radical — it’s like a mainstream sitcom version of Richard Linklater’s “Boyhood,” not as sophisticated, certainly, but, in its way, no less deep.