Another newcomer in the top spot? Indeed. Called “Invisible City.” Good crime fiction dialogue, reminiscent of a hack adaptation of Dashiell Hammett. Good gimmick, what with all the people in Personville…oops, I mean Invisible City being, well, invisible. But ultimately too silly to last. I found myself more interested in the stop motion and puppetry techniques than the story (especially the gags based on the limitations of said techniques). Good try, Stephen and Andrew. But I’m not on board.
“Oh, my god, we’re shit twins. Look at our chests.” The fifth installment of “Sexual Intercourse: American Style” is more story-oriented than prior episodes, and brings in a couple of new characters. Not sure I like the direction, although I found the episode rather amusing. From the graphic description by the Justice Department of the Baby Birds’ activities, to the pastry montage toward the end (that reminded me both of fellow-102er “American Cookbook” and Agnes-Bart “pictures of cake” routine on “The Simpsons”), episode five had me chuckling. Mitch does have a way with awkward pauses. But bear in mind that the current episode is definitely a departure from classic “SI:AS.”
“Did you know that when I was three years old, mother tried to abort me with a coat hanger?” “Dr. Miracles” is back with a great premise: the evil brother. Assuming you are familiar with the premise of the show (and if not, why?), you likely can already guess (1) why Dr. Miracles isn’t very good at saving the lives of children, and (2) why Dr. Miracles’s evil brother is. Lovely, sick, and twisted. And with other taboo sex acts thrown in to spice things up. Think pandas. And…well, just watch.
Last month, “The Defenders of Stan” placed number one. Deservedly so. This month, it seems to have lost something. The effort to introduce a foil: good idea. The actual execution on that introduction: not so hot. Amusing in places, overall the second episode of “The Defenders of Stan” doesn’t resonate.
“400 degrees. That’s almost the temperature at which subversive literature burns.” The third offering under the “American Cookbook” header is as good as its predecessors. And, somehow, I’m not even coming close to being sick of the format. Kudos to Lurie and Poppy.
I’m not sure I can explain what caused the residents of Anthology to cancel the fantastic “The Bicycle Thief” after only three episodes. At first, I was a tad disgruntled that Posnick and Fuller explained too much. But as I thought about it, that the show had a direction and storyline to come was obvious. Perhaps there was too much on-screen chemistry. Perhaps it was the lack of sexy females. Perhaps it was the titular character being given lines. But this puppy should have been given more of a chance. The show was one of the best 102 ever had.