Today on my daily commute (which has an effect that I can only assume is similar to being dropped into Two and a Men, as it’s a full half hour of equal mixes banality and sleaziness ). I eventually (as usual) wound up thinking about things that shouldn’t be talked about…Ever. QOM (how cute!) however, actually serves as some kind of reverse Pandora’s box, as all the terribly boring things in my head are released, free to wave their ugly, bulbous eyed heads in the air. Ain’t the internet a beautiful thing?
Today in particular, the ugly head in question belonged to Arrested Development, and \ whilst it was the best thing ever (don’t argue with me, I have statistics and message board threads a mile lone) it had the depth of a Spears/Federline gene pool. Oh course there was the general overarching theme of family, but the show never felt like a COLDS commercial, which of course is a good thing.
This brings me to my ultimate point, in a round about, Bogus Journey kind of way (yes, I consider this blog the literary equivalent of hell.): Branch Wars actually felt like an episode of Arrested Development, the absolutely zany scheme of Michael (GOB), and Jim (Michael) begrudgingly having to follow suit to ensure nothing retard...(bad choice of word..) happens. Molotov Cocktails? Really?
The return of Karen (which I believed was a one off, am I mistaken?) wasn’t so much underwhelming, as I never found her to be that funny, or interesting, or even developed. I dunno, maybe that was intentional, and she was never meant to be seen by the viewer as anything more than a rebound for Jim during season three. I mean, there’s a pretty big discrepancy between the development of Andy and the development of Karen throughout season three.
As I said, Karen is still a character that I’m utterly apathetic to, barring for the exchange with Jim at the end. It’s too easy to forget that she was damn hurt when Jim broke up with her, and seeing her get her pound of flesh (and Jim unbelievably uncomfortable at the situation) was kind of satisfying. I say that now only from a narrative point of view, but also just because it was a good thing to see someone get what’s coming to them.
The other major introduction tonight was of course ‘The Finer Things Club’, which is perhaps best referred to as the Pitchfork (at least in terms of elitism) in the zeitgeist of the general Perez Hilton talk that creeps from the inhabitants of the Office. The highlight for myself was seeing some more of Toby, especially initially thinking that he was only involved because of Pam.
Branch Wars was surely a departure from the season thus far, which has sometimes verged an amount of mopiness generally unheard of outside of a Bright Eyes album (or unseen on nothing bar Conor Orberst’s fringe*). That’s okay though, every song doesn’t have to include metaphors about suicide, just like every episode of the Office doesn’t need continual forlorn looks into the camera. Just give us sensies (The only time I will ever refer to Scrubs, I swear to god) a nice mix, because this episode was not only the funniest, but perhaps my favorite episode this season. Seriously, does Joss Whedon have a gift for picking the good ones or what?
Also, how have I written all this without the mention of Jenna Fischer in a beret? Tres Cute!
*Sorry if I raped the spelling, you know who I mean.
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