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Monday, February 11, 2013

Arrested Development - "Meat the Veals"


Season 2, Episode 16
Original Airdate: April 3, 2005
Writers: Richard Rosenstock, Barbie Adler
Director: Joe Russo
Executive Producers: Brian Grazer, Ron Howard, Mitchell Hurwitz, David Nevins
Cast: Jason Bateman, Portia de Rossi, Will Arnett, Tony Hale

Telling a single funny joke is infinitely more difficult than telling a single unfunny one, and filling 22 minutes with funny jokes is nearly impossible, no matter what a laughing studio audience would have you believe. “Meat the Veals” is as close to a perfect comedic episode of television I’ve ever seen. Every single joke is funny, and every time I watch the episode I am as entertained as I was the first time. And yes, I write this fully acknowledging that the title is horrible. For me, it’s the pinnacle of “Arrested Development,” a show with many creative peaks.

Plus, there’s Mrs. Featherbottom.

Plus, we’re introduced to Franklin the puppet.

Though now it seems like everyone knows and loves the show (and likes to boast that they watched it when it was originally on air. As if.), the series was an underground movement from the start…the type of program that four hipsters in Brooklyn watched but were afraid to tell others about because it would mean admitting they had a television. Even I, the guy who watched all three episodes of “The Return of Jezebel James,” didn’t start watching until the beginning of the second season. And, truthfully, it’s easy to see why its many eccentricities turned off new viewers. Instead of self-contained, simple A-and-B stories, any given episode had about ten continuing storylines going on. Instead of giving viewers easy jumping-on points for prospective viewers, it filled its half-hours with dozens of in-jokes new viewers would not understand. This craziness is what makes the show great, of course – and are a huge reason why it has flourished on DVD and Netflix (where viewers can watch from episode one and not miss a beat). But for the show’s original audience, the inside-baseball gags were just another reason we loved it. It was like we were part of an elite club that most of the world was not privy to.

Of course being part of a small, elite club watching a broadcast sitcom doesn’t guarantee it’ll have a long and successful run, but that’s beside the point.

The main story of “Meat the Veals” (let me reiterate how much better the episode is than its name suggests) involves George Michael (Michael Cera), to his father Michael’s (Jason Bateman) chagrin, wanting to get pre-engaged to his girlfriend Anne (Mae Whitman). Meanwhile, Oscar (Jeffrey Tambor) wants to throw an anniversary party for his missing twin brother (Tambor again) and Lucille (Jessica Walter). Meanwhile, Tobias (David Cross) has been thrown out of the house by Lindsay (Portia de Rossi) and, in order to see his daughter Maeby (Alia Shawkat), dons the persona of a British housekeeper named Mrs. Featherbottom. Meanwhile, Maeby tries to keep her dual life as a studio exec hidden from her family. Meanwhile, GOB (Will Arnett) wants to re-introduce the family to Franklin, a racist black puppet that mocks George Michael’s “cracker ass,” among other non-bleeped things. Like I said, it’s a little complex for a half-hour sitcom. But then again, half the fun is watching the multiple storylines crash into one another in ways much cooler than “Crash.”

Like I wrote, every single joke lands. Also, this happens, which is my favorite bit of physical television comedy in the past decade. I can’t watch the episode without rewinding Mrs. Featherbottom’s fall multiple times. It’s difficult to pick a favorite bit of dialogue…maybe this one?

Lindsay (re: Mrs. Featherbottom): “You do realize that’s Tobias, right?”Lucille: “If he’s going to get into my closet, he’s going to work for it.”
Or this one?
Mrs. Featherbottom: “Who’s up for a banger in the mouth?”
I’d mention more, but then I’d just start listing, which is only fun if it involves Roger Ebert quotes.

What struck me during this viewing is how varied the actors’ different styles of comedy are. In series like “Fraiser,” and “The Dick Van Dyke Show,” every actor seems to be hitting the same comedic notes in any given episode. Often when a different comedic style is introduced on sitcoms, a’la Urkel on “Family Matters” or Fonzie in “Happy Days,” they tend to take over the show and shift the comedy to their strengths. I don’t write that as a criticism of those shows, just an observation in order to underline how special it is that “Arrested Development” can marry all those brands of humor into one cohesive whole. Cera’s quiet, awkward humor couldn’t be further removed from Cross’ broad slapstick, and yet when they are in the same room together, it feels right.

This leads me to the question of whether this is the best comedic ensemble in television history. Surely the casts of shows like “I Love Lucy,” “Seinfeld” and “The Mary Tyler Moore Show” were, in their own ways, perfect…but this cast is also perfect. And bigger. And while those sitcoms ostensibly had the title star at their center, here there is no true lead. Yes, Michael is our way into the show, but in many ways he’s just as demented as the rest of his family (it’s just not as obvious) – and just because you play the straight man in a comedy sketch does not mean you are central to it. So yeah, as to the question posed above, I’ll call this troupe the once-in-a-lifetime, lightning-in-a-bottle, other-cliché-chesnut, best cast in the history of television.

And I’m so happy that “Arrested Development” has crossed over garnered the popularity it always deserved. I remember being in college when I discovered it, and putting on DVDs of the first season for my friends while we were eating Papa Johns and whipped ice cream. In a way, helping others discover the program and the greatness contained therein was part of the fun – like handing a great novel to someone and whispering “you’ll thank me later.”

“Meat the Veals” is available on DVD, Netflix, Amazon Prime, iTunes and Hulu. And now, seven years after the show was cancelled midseason by Fox, it has been revived by Netflix. The fourth season will be available in May.

Friday, August 10, 2012

Seinfeld : "The Contest"

Season 4, Episode 11
Original Airdate: November 18, 1992
Writer: Larry David
Director: Tom Cherones
Executive Producers: Larry David, Andrew Scheinman, George Shapiro, Howard West
Cast: Jerry Seinfeld, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Michael Richards, Jason Alexander 

Masturbation.
“The Contest” is famously about it, and also famous because the word is never spoken during its 23-minute running time. The episode is smart enough to be subtle about the subject and its writer, Larry David, understands that the lack of overt references is often funnier than screaming obscenities at the top of your lungs. We live in an era where it’s in vogue to blatantly state everything about our lives in detail with no filter, but the very best comedy remains the type which is subtle and has a slow build. In an era where so much is being made of cable’s apparent overthrow of network television and the freedom creators now feel without Standards and Practices breathing down their necks, it’s important to note that the majority of quality comedy shows are still being produced for networks, not cable. Yes, “Girls” is getting a bunch of buzz and “Louie” is breaking all the conventional rules of television storytelling, but on the networks you can find shows like “Community,” “NewGirl,” “The Big Bang Theory,” “Don’t Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23,” “Happy Endings,” and new classics like “Parks & Recreation,” “30 Rock” and “Modern Family.” Part of this is certainly that subtlety goes hand-in-hand with the very best comedy, and always will, and network comedies can more easily embrace that than cable, which comes with the pressure of being edgy and cutting edge.

But I digress, and digressing in your first paragraph is never a good thing. Back to “Seinfeld,” which by its fourth season was expert on turning the everyday machinations of human nature into fodder for humor, probably never more so than in this episode. It begins with a gut-bustingly funny story related by George (Jason Alexander) where he is walked in on by his mother while masturbating to Glamour Magazine (yes, you read that right) and inadvertently caused her to throw her back out and be hospitalized. The story is funny because it’s relatable and yet taken to an extreme, and this segues perfectly into a bet between the friends to see who can abstain from masturbation the longest. Everyone throws in a hundred bucks, except for Elaine (Julia Louis-Dreyfus), who must bet $150 because it will be more difficult for the guys.

How will they ensure that the contest is honest? The honor system, of course, though considering how well these dirtbags knew one another it probably wasn’t the best version of checks-and-balances. In fact George, the eventual winner of the contest, reveals later in the series that he cheated, which renders some of the comedy in the episode less funny because George isn’t really suffering as much as we assume, but you just have to put that revelation out of your head for now.

The lowbrow version of this lowbrow storyline (and I mean that in the best way possible) would involve jokes about the penis and bodily fluids, but David is more interested in bypassing the potty humor and turning the bet into a psychological torture session for our characters, which was exactly the right decision. Kramer (Michael Richards) doesn’t last past seeing a hot naked woman wandering through her apartment across the street from Jerry (Jerry Seinfeld). Jerry is dealing with the fact that his current girlfriend, the Virgin (Jane Leeves), will stop proceedings before it gets too hot and heavy.

Both those are funny, but the trials for Elaine and George are brilliantly over-the-top. George goes to visit his mother (Estelle Harris) in the hospital and finds that the gorgeous female in the next bed is getting a sponge-bath from an even-hotter nurse. It’s one of the ultimate male fantasies come true only inches away from George, and he has to watch it while unable to release his frustrations and while sitting next to his mother, who is lying in what appears to be a butt sling.
THAT John F. Kennedy Jr.
And then there’s Elaine. She finds herself in an exercise class directly behind John F. Kennedy Jr. and his assets. Yes, THAT John F. Kennedy Jr. More than that, he actually is interested in her (!), hits on her (!!) and they share a cab ride home together (!!!). Because masturbation is essentially about fantasy, David gleefully takes the episode over the top and parodies some of our most fantastical daydreams.

Because of the subject matter and nature of the episode, the humor can’t help but be very frontloaded (no pun intended). And while the teaser and first act of the episode are damn near perfect because we are quickly amused by the storyline and the introductions to the various character trials, the sense of discovery ebbs away by the second act. A small misstep is a second scene where George returns to the hospital to watch the sponge-bath again that covers the same territory. Luckily, David gives the viewers a genuinely funny pay-off by having the virgin break up with Jerry and fall into the arms of JFK Jr., who just happens to be outside Jerry’s apartment to meet Elaine.

And as for the winner of the contest? David never blatantly states it in the episode, but doesn’t have to. Jerry walks over to the window, defeated after losing the Virgin, and spies the naked neighbor strutting her stuff. Enough said, and sometimes the best climaxes (only a little pun intended) come without being underlined and given a huge punchline.

“The Contest” is available in the fourth season DVD of “Seinfeld” and is probably being rerun right now on television.