Just finished Season 2 of The Sinner. It was OK.
Guilty pleasure watching is Escape to the Continent and gaping at how ridiculously cheap some European properties were, back in 2013.
Have given up on Zoo, I think. It reached Sharknado level in the first episode, but we kept watching it to diffuse the trauma of re-watching Lost all the way through.
Lost was sad. Really sad.
I realised that I kept watching for Michael Emerson, both times. So that was something positive. I might watch it a third time, and it would be for him. You know, in 30 years or something.