Enola Holmes gets hitched.
Will Ferrell hits the fairways. A reboot nobody asked for? Maybe. Or maybe it’s just comfort food for people who still remember when television meant something else.
July arrives.
It brings clutter. Good clutter, if you know what you’re looking for.
Millie Bobby Brown is back.
Three times now she’s played Sherlock Holmes’ younger sister, this time Enola is walking down the aisle. Grown up? Sort of. The title is still Enola Holmes 2 … wait, no. Season three? It’s the next chapter. She’s marrying. You’d think the detective work would be harder, but apparently weddings are the real mystery.
Marriage isn’t an ending. It’s a new kind of crime scene.
Comedies fill the gaps.
Will Ferrell stars in The Hawk, a golf series that sounds like it should be painful but isn’t, or maybe it is? Molly Shannon co-stars. That alone guarantees someone will make a noise no human was designed to make. Kevin Hart is in 72 Hours. Middle-aged man. Wrong party. Bachelor weekend. Young men. Classic setup. You don’t need Netflix to know how this ends. Chaos.
Then there’s the nostalgia trip.
Little House on the Prairie. A reboot? In July? Let that sink in. They’re bringing back La Maison Prairie. Some will call it brilliant. Others will call it a cry for help. Ransom Canyon returns with another season, keeping those Texas mysteries alive.
And don’t forget the leftovers.
The Oscar-winner Hamnet sits on the shelf, gathering digital dust if you ignore it. It’s worth the watch. Also, Dark Winds season four from AMC drops there. It’s good TV. Period.
July 1 kicks it off.
By the 23rd you’ll have seen half of it. Or none of it. Life is busy.
Who has the time to watch all of it anyway?
You’ll pick one. Maybe two. The rest waits for the algorithm.
