July 23rd, 2014
This show could use more flamboyant music numbers. No not more pop crap. We’ve got enough of that everywhere else.
Another boring, utterly uneventful episode that was about 95% “What should I dooooo!?” with jokes like “He can’t stop thinking about dicks, and runs into a pole.” Twice. Except that the dicks part is my addition and in the show itself is just “can’t stop thinking about him, so really, nothing at all. Besides they already did the repeated joke of the dress puffing up and a shower of heffalumps. And note, if they actually went into an even more dickish Heffalumps and Woozles at that point, I’m pretty sure I would have laughed, but no. That would be actual parody.”Dicks! –elephant sound–” was the sum total of the punchline there. Repeated punchline from last week, mind you.
Likewise, they had a perfect chance for some actual parody about 16 minutes in during the fantasy makeout/tear sucking/screwing session. That was something that Zexcs comedy about screwing your brother excelled at. I’m reminded of the scene where the pizza delivery guy came into the office to find a guy laying on the ground stark-naked, and started rubbing his nipples with slabs of pepperoni and pouring tomato sauce on him. That is comedy. This was just half-assed fanservice.
At this point, I don’t particularly want to watch anything in the Monday to Wendesday span. I guess Blade Dance bores/annoys me the least, but that could also be because it’s the furthest back in my memory at the moment. We’ll see how I feel about this mess next Monday.