I have yet to check out Amazon's Jack Ryan. I doubt John Krasinski will ever be able to touch Harrison Ford's portrayal of Ryan, but I'm open to Jim Halpert proving me wrong.

Though, according to Vanity Fair, we should stay far, far away from this program. Because it's like all American and manly and stuff. For reals:

It seems that in order to get a portrait of a Syrian woman grappling with personal and political crises, one must also slog through the narrative of an unimpressive American man. If you guess that the show hinges on Jack Ryan rescuing her from her evil terrorist husband, well—spoiler alert!—you would be right. And that says basically everything you need to know: this is a propulsive, enthusiastic, confident action-thriller that makes a glossy, gooey narrative of American generosity and valor.

Jack’s perfection makes for an inert protagonist; he is presented as a flawless hero from the moment we first see him, moodily rowing down the Potomac before virtuously biking to work.

Right from the start, there are numerous moments where Jack courageously stands up to defend his position in a meeting, takes his shirt off to casually display his pecs, or spins charm in the direction of a seemingly sexually available female—all clearly intended to indicate, quite firmly, that Jack is all man.

So, let me get this straight. The problems with the show are America being the good guys and the male protagonist demonstrating male characteristics. Horrific.

Guys being guy-like. College kids liking sex and booze. Americans from America planting American flags on the moon. These "transgressions" are too triggering for leftist reviewers to condone. Better to spit out another America-hating sucktastic show with a cast of independent females who don't need no man. Now that would be original.

This is why Hollywood is a grade-A dumpster fire right now:

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