I've noticed over the past decade, that the TV show crowd has kinda used every decent idea that they had....and we are at a crossroads where really weird ideas for scripts are being considered.
This week, someone finally got into the idea that NBC is developing....a scripted show on demons and exorcism. Yeah, a weekly one-hour show where some family in Eugene, Oregon is having issues with some daughter, and there's a murder or two in the local community of a mysterious nature. Naturally, the demonized daughter (maybe some of her friends)....might be involved in the murders (or maybe not).
You'd have to blend in some Catholic priest at some point. He'd likely take on too much....have a heart attack.....and then some handsome playboy-turned-Twitter-user-turned-priest gets involved with the demonic daughter.
It's hard to find original material that really works anymore. The formula for Friends? Just throw six weird folks together in a New York city scenario, and oddly enough....it worked. The deal for Steinfeld? Four weird folks on an average day in New York City. The Good Wife? Run up a soap opera saga of some gal married to a political figure and having a rough day as a lawyer.
Lost suddenly opened up some vast door where you had odd characters, a five-star script, and went in some pretty odd directions that drew viewers.
The Big Bang Theory found some of the oddest characters that could exist....gave them a powerful script.....and just blasted away at the competition. Jim Parsons (Sheldon) is probably giving one of the best performances of the past decade as a nutty scientist. Millions sit and ponder over the dilemma of what they'd do if they screwed up the Mars Rover mission while showing the capability to their girlfriend.
TV is an odd thing. Americans have become accustomed to creative TV as a moment of relaxation. We want a guy like JR to exist and be hated and despised. We want aliens to land and take over some town. We want some guy to exist with two wives. We want a guy to pack up from New York City and move to Hooterville with his hot lusty Hungarian wife. And yes, we'd like to have a cat-eating alien named Alf to land, take over a bedroom in the house, and amuse us with his perceptions of our crazy human race.
As for the demon-gal from Eugene, Oregon? Archie Bunker would sit down....do an eye-to-eye moment....and tell her to drop the act. Sheldon would suggest that she's been over-dosing on the Science Fiction Channel and needs to take up Physics as a hobby. And Mister Ed would likely tell her the grass is greener if you just get back into reality, and help clean his stall once a week. I'm pretty sure it's a one-season concept, and we will never know that both Mom and Dad were the actual demons and the young gal was just a bit crazed over doing too much sugar and smoking weed on the side.