Normally my Monday blog is a recap of the gigs/comedic adventures that took place over the weekend, but I had no bookings (if you look at my June calendar you will see this is the theme for the month) so instead I waited patiently for the arrival of Season 4 of Arrested Development on Netflix. The waiting began watching another modern classic, Lebron James, on Friday night. Sadly, I missed much of the second half because I was traveling to Brooklyn to watch a friend’s band. When I arrived at the bar I saw that James had been great as usual, but then I saw his miserable two turnovers in the last minute of the game that sealed the win for the Pacers. My disappointment in James, which is really just sadness at seeing people so eager for a chance to crap on the greatest basketball player of all time (yes I said it – his game passes both statistical analysis and the eye test) and not appreciate the genius that is Lebron James, was only a foreshadowing to the disappointment I would feel watching the newest installment of the greatest television comedy of all time (yes I said it).
Arrested Development was recommended to me several times over the last decade. I finally watched the three original seasons on DVD a couple of years ago and thought it was the funniest show I had ever seen. It was like Modern Family’s older, more talented brother who had no time for compassion and life lessons because he was too busy being hilarious. Not one minute of Arrested Development was wasted and it was such a perfect melding of writing and acting talent that everyone on the show has since been basically typecast as their AD character because they were all so perfect. And then Season 4 arrived.
I have watched the first 5 (of 15 episodes) and have been very disappointed. I would not say they are bad, but they pale in comparison to the previous seasons. The episodes are longer, with more filler and a weird structural format. Right now I would say that season 4 is a C+ (whereas the show was an overall A+ before these episodes).
But the weekend was not all lost. Lebron James engineered a thorough destruction of the Indiana Pacers Sunday night. My hope is that the final ten episodes of Arrested Development can pull a similar turnaround. That way, if Arrested Development gets great and Lebron wins a second title, the only disappointment left in June will be the thing least important to me – my comedy gig calendar.