I like practically everyone involved with this show, especially the mesmerizingly odd Chris Elliot and Amy Pietz, about the sexiest thing on two legs. And Weber is the perfect stone-faced star, especially considering what keeps happening to him (ala Keaton, Buster).
The show has promise, but its potty-mouth dialog is tedious and tired. And aside from Elliot, the laughs are thin and far between.
This year, I down-grade any show that uses a-- (what happened to "bottom," "hinder," "fanny" "back-side," et. al.?). It's a touchstone for childish writing. The premier already set a record as I actually lost count.
The show has promise, but its potty-mouth dialog is tedious and tired. And aside from Elliot, the laughs are thin and far between.
This year, I down-grade any show that uses a-- (what happened to "bottom," "hinder," "fanny" "back-side," et. al.?). It's a touchstone for childish writing. The premier already set a record as I actually lost count.