Despite the showrunner change and writing credits by Jane Espenson, Kevin Lau and Madhuri Shekar, Whedonâs fingerprints are all over The Nevers (as well as the first episodeâs title credits as director, writer, creator and executive producer). The four episodes made available to critics bear the mark of a creator given infinite and inflated latitude, favoring lavish, indulgent sprawl over synthesis. The storylines balloon from an unexplained supernatural event that mark (mostly) women with strange, idiosyncratic talents to a forbidden sex club, a Jack the Ripper-style female serial killer, a deranged doctorâs cruel underground experiments, union strikes and the fate of the British empire, among other ideas. Itâs unfortunate, given the female action hero premise, that such thematic dabbling is occasionally absorbing in isolation but, as a chaotic chorus, canât muster the requisite charm to override the off-screen Whedon baggage.