| Thursday, January 16, 2003 |
01:35 - Wait a minute
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Curse EyeTV for snagging me a copy of tonight's Home Movies, forcing me to have to watch it time-shifted before collapsing into bed.
And curse Home Movies for having an extra dimension of blinkworthiness, over and beyond the "retro-scripting" ad-lib scene development and the subversiveness of the subtle character interplay for which I'd already come to respect it despite (or perhaps in addition to) the deliberate crudity of the animation and art. I refer to the fact that each of the early episodes, which they're running nightly as part of the across-the-board rollout of the new and massively expanded Adult Swim block, seems to feature a different underground comic as a writer and bit character.
Last night's episode had Shannon, the squeaky-voiced and oddly articulate bully kid with the Dubya-like mind (which I mean in the sense in which Den Beste would mean it-- it's a compliment). That voice definitely sounded familiar, though; sure enough, when the credits rolled, they listed Emo Phillips. Of course! And tonight was the rabid-cat one: So when you're searching for something, don't find it. Because when you find it... it has rabies. And I couldn't help but think that the Rastafarian minister giving the eulogy over Alexandre's funeral in the pet cemetery sounded just like Mitch Hedberg. And lo and behold...
I wonder what other guest-stars I missed noticing the first time around?
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