I think Emily is off the mark here.
Peak TV is dead, and in its stead we have this glut, this deluge of better-than-average content. While I do appreciate reviews for telling me what to miss (After Life) and what to check out (Fleabag, Flowers, etc.), at the end of the day, if I see something that looks cool on Netflix, I'll watch it.
The 30-second autoplaying trailer will do for me than the opinion of one critic. In this post-Peak TV era, I think the role of the critic needs a bit of re-examination. Bad reviews aren't going to make or break a show anymore, so the role of a critic is now to act as more of a curator. They're the human counterpart to the cold unfeeling algorithm. They help relatively underground shows gain the attention they need to survive. While it may not work all the time (RIP Tuca and Bertie, RIP Forever), it really gives a boost to some shows we might have missed otherwise (Killing Eve, Fleabag, Catastrophe, etc.).
This is a lot of words just to say: I think she's greatly over-estimating her importance to a show's chances.