I'm with Whizzer; I found the Goldbergs trying way too hard with too little to show for it, while Trophy Wife shows promise and Brooklyn Nine-Nine my favorite new comedy by far. (At least until I get to see some Michael J. Fox Show tonight.)
The best part of the Goldbergs pilot, for me, was the last minute with the actual home movie footage. It kind of won back some good will in me, understanding what a labor of love it must have been. That said, it wasn't a very fruitful labor, and I won't be tuning in next week, but at least I can give it a pass because of that last minute.
Words don't deserve that kind of malarkey. They're innocent, neutral, precise, standing for this, describing that, meaning the other, so if you look after them you can build bridges across incomprehension and chaos. But when they get their corners knocked off, they're no good anymore…I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.