After the first two seasons, I didn’t think it could get stranger.
A parody of hospital dramas and soap operas that started as a webseries on the WB, Rob Corddry’s show was eventually picked up by Adult Swim and is now in its third season. Episodes are only twelve minutes long, but consistently hilarious, irreverent, absurd and cutting edge. You don’t have to be familiar with (or abhor) the source material to appreciate the jokes, although I’m sure there are subtle zingers that I’m missing. and while there is some thread of continuity, any episode is extremely watchable as a drop-in. That’s how I found it, and I’m thrilled it made it to DVD.
It’s not really a children’s hospital – it’s named after Dr. Childrens – and yes, that clown doctor tries to cure people with the healing power of laughter. It’s sexist and racist and vulgar and offensive to every religion and nationality, but absurdly so; it deflates these vile emotions by exposing how ridiculous they are. Corddry, Jonathan Stern and David Wain have created a show that follows the path of Arrested Devlopment and makes a hard left turn. It’s not for everyone, but neither are cashews.
The ensemble cast is airtight, featuring Malin Akerman, Lake Bell, Erinn Hayes, Rob Huebel, Ken Marino, Megan Mullally and Henry Winkler. Frequent guest stars like Nick Offerman and Nick Kroll add to the madness, and Michael Cera’s character of Sal Viscuso is a great running gag as well as a clever tribute. In the closing episode of Season Two (“The Sultan’s Finger”) the show perfectly mocked the recent trend of comedy shows fawning over their ability to perform a live broadcast, combined with a priceless nod to Tootsie (Jon Hamm can do no wrong).
Combined with Delocated and the upcoming National Terrorism Strike Force: San Diego: Sport Utility Vehicle (a spin-off from CH that starts July 21st), Adult Swim has a 1-2-3 punch that will keep me going all summer.
Children’s Hospital at Adult Swim