The life of Buck, a young funny and free man, who does not like restrictions and baring responsibility, has been changed completely, when he accepts to be the new babysitter for his brother's children as a chance to find a place to live in and a good job, while helping his brother.
Epps has his moments, the kids are well-cast and there are a few good lines. But you won't be missing much if your Tuesday nights are already reserved.
Uncle Buck is messier and broader than most. Creators Steven Cragg and Brian Bradley offer certain updates - a subplot involves mild sexting - but the basic premise has all the nuance of a folding chair.
Uncle Buck can be counted on for Mike Epps being there to draw chuckles even when the joke isn't that funny. So while it's not great, it's also not terrible, and it sits right there in the middle.
The new sitcom isn't bad, it's just bland; low-impact, lightweight, and nothing to write (or tweet) home about. It's too bad for Epps, who does his best with a limited role.
Unfortunately, the property's latest iteration doesn't provide a satisfactory or substantive answer on why Uncle Buck needed to come back to television.
ABC's Uncle Buck, finally getting on the air a year after the pilot was first sent to critics, isn't the worst show you'll see this year. It's not even the least-funny comedy. It's just unnecessary.
