Nikki Fresh - Season 1

As first demonstrated in her aughts reality show with Paris Hilton, The Simple Life, [Nicole] Richie is a scamp with a great deadpan.

Nicole Richie half-jokingly transforms into a musical artist making a trap album for "mostly moms and gays." Possibly a masterwork?

The videos are the best part of the whole affair... The rest of Nikki Fre$h is rote and unfunny, with gags like Richie and her "assistant" focus-testing Crystal Granola and leafy tampons at an upscale grocery store landing with a resounding thud.

Richie is funny and the music videos that end each episode are good, but the "sketches" are oddly tedious.

A dreary effort that merely demonstrates just how long six minutes can seem when they're devoted to something this tedious.

Each quibi and feel like Richie's attempts at channeling Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping (2016), but it should surprise no one that they don't reach that level.

Abysmal, bottom-of-the-barrel stuff.

An oddly charming and easily bingeable show that knows it's 100 percent ridiculous and embraces it.

Richie's in genius bone-dry form as an exaggerated version of her self.

Some edgy jokes, progressive messages in amusing satire.

Richie is clever, and yet the show's humor never finds a sharp sense of purpose. It falls just short of timely, a nagging delay in its topical references that kills a series aimed right at the zeitgeist.

If you watched the dearly departed Tina Fey sitcom Great News, you know that Richie's comedic talents are underrated and they are put to great use here as she tries to peddle "crystal granola."