What sets "Connecting..." apart from most other entertainment about quarantine is that it is first and foremost a hangout comedy that just happens to take place during quarantine rather than hinging entirely on the conceit.
Connecting... artfully taps into the rollercoaster of emotions we've all experienced in the last 8 months. I can't remember the last time a network series has affected me so deeply.
It's a worthy if sometimes obvious entry despite what might be considered a timely gimmick: The writing is crisp, the sense of comic/cosmic despair can be shared by all, and the editing... keeps things moving.
Too often, though, this feels like eavesdropping on conversations that aren't as interesting as the ones many of us have had during our own virtual happy hours.
Connecting... feels like another, maybe slightly better than some, version of something networks decided they needed without any corresponding audience demand.
