Whenever a new show debuts, I always make it a point to give it three episodes before forming any real opinions. It takes time for the writers and cast and crew to get a sense of the direction of the show and how audiences receive it. I allow that cushion because I’ve missed out on a lot of good shows because the pilot was just eh. (Although “Undercovers,” the ill-fated Boris Kodjoe vehicle, was a show that was dead on arrival. Who would’ve thunk?)
I’ve watched six episodes of “Reed Between The Lines” at this point (I think BET’s decision to air back-to-back episodes was a solid move). While I think the show is pretty good, there’s a few tweaks from classic TV shows that could take RBTL from “alright” to something that can honestly compete (ratings-wise) with some of the more popular shows that lack much of the substance.
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But even with my nitpicking, I’d take Reed Between the Lines over any of that other reality-TV crap any day. It’s refreshing to see black love represented loud and proud.