"They donít just jump the shark, they go back and beat the shark to death, then chop itís body into chum to attract more sharks! Which is cool. Heh. Chopped sharks."
— Jarry's Kid, explaining the recent plot twists in Guilded Age
"Yup, the shark had its slippers on, was relaxing on the couch, now it's hurriedly getting dressed while his wife shrieks at him, 'I thought you weren't doing jumps this late anymore!'"
"This prompts Kirk to make what I believe is the first Star Trek fart joke. Hard to believe that three films prior he was battling a villain who quoted Melville, and now is an inch away from 'pull my finger.'"
Chris: The bloom is off the rose for me, man. As much as Iíve enjoyed bits of what weíve watched, the return of Season 10 has uncorked a hidden reserve of hate I didnít even know I had. In fact, I found myself plotting revenge on you for suggesting we do this article in the first place.
David: Iím cool with that. As we discovered in this episode, you learn to hate. And Iím glad I was able to teach you.
"The lesson to be learned from all this?
Is there one?
I mean, you ever heard the story about the snake? 'Bitch, you knew I was a snake.'
This is television. You can't expect it not to break your heart. If you expect greatness, pretty generally, you will be thwarted, just like in other mediums.
What is rare, however, is a show to start so well and devolve to this level on so many facets of its creation and execution."
These shows didn't 'jump the shark'. That doesn't do them justice. No, these are shows where the creators simply said, 'Fuck it', flew out of the water, broke the bounds of the earth's atmosphere and set a course for the center of the Sun. They took their shows down in a blaze of batshit insane glory, and we were there to watch.
"I should also, I suppose, briefly disclaim regarding the Colin Baker era, given that it is possibly the most contentious era of Doctor Who there is, save possibly the Sylvester Mccoy era. Actually, it's not even particularly contentious — almost everybody finds massive fault with it. It's more that there's an elaborate blame game, with all of the primary sources having massive axes to grind with the other primary sources and generally suggesting that the era would have been great if it weren't for X. (Generally X is either John Nathan-Turner or Eric Saward.) I tend to agree with the assessment that the Colin Baker years are deeply, deeply flawed. I think the problems are far, far deeper than what can be laid at the feet of one or even two particular creative forces."
Matt: Jump the shark! Jump the shark!
Pat: I don't wanna jump the shark! ...Aw, we jumped it.
"We've established that Renegade 3 didn't so much jump the shark as repeatedly jump up and down on the shark whilst screaming 'Look at me, I'm Mr. Jumpy Sharko!'"
— Dr. Ashen
"It's inevitable - everyone's got a bad one in them, and any artist that doesn't die young will eventually run out of steam at some point. They get old, they get complacent. No one can keep the fire burning forever, it happens. But until the end of my days, I don't think I will ever, ever see such a shocking drop in quality as this. You remember in Space Jam where aliens secretly stole the talent from NBA stars and suddenly those players completely sucked? I can only assume something similar happened to Eminem in 2004 because I can't come up with a single better explanation for what happened to Slim."
Let me make one thing perfectly clear: this is not jumping the shark. I'll repeat that again. This is not jumping the shark. Oh, no, no, no, no. This is jumping the shark, coming back, shooting it in the balls, raping it, EATING ITS FLESH, CONSUMING ITS SOUL, MOUNTING ITS HEAD ON THE WALL, AND THEN DOING THE SAME THING TO TWELVE MORE FUCKING SHARKS JUST TO BE SAFE!
They did a bunch of jumps over a wall and a cruise boat but missed some sharks and didnt jump them (ITS AN INTERNET THINGY)