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At what point do we start diving into Jacqueline Voorhees' backstory? I've watched the first two episodes so far but haven't had a chance to go any deeper.

Primary character backstory and plot are not the same thing. UKS isn't following the footsteps of Blast from the Past, only using a similar inciting incident to kickstart a "fish out of water" trope. You'd have been better off railing against The Walking Dead for hijacking 28 Days Later.

I watched the first two episodes and laughed quite loudly. Kemper is sublime, and makes Kimmy a highly enjoyable character. Tituss brings just enough of D'Fwan in to make him endearing and earn him several hilarious moments, and of course Jane Krawkowski is a complete scene stealer as Jacqueline Voorhees.

Poor Fat Rhonda.

Am I the only one who completely died at the fact that Trey's Kirk Steele video was shot on Christmas Day?

Yeah, though I left it out of the "recently deceased" list since it's technically not dead, just no longer a part of NBC's last great comedy lineup.

- Ilana slapping Abbi and shrieking that she is her best friend, matched by Abbi howling "what the FUCK?"
- "Vulvarine"
- Ilana's casual willingness to climb into the closet with the couple already in there, before Lincoln pulls her back.

So much was packed into this finale I don't even know how to talk about it. I LOVED the flash forward format. It was so great to see these characters at a time in life where they've achieved so much more than we'd been given up to this point, rather than settling for a "looking back on the past" set up that merely

Has nothing to do with her "being too young for the part" - I think she's killing it in this role and I would completely buy her as an actual mid-to-late-30s woman. Like if I looked at her IMDb and it said she was 37 I'd be like well yeah that's totally how she looks and acts on the show. I don't know, I'm just

This episode just further convinced me that Constance Wu and her two youngest children should be the focal point of a show.

Spuke?

I love that this perfect 10 of an Andy moment was allowed to play out for so long. Chris Pratt delivers it with such charisma and the fact that Ben and Ron sit silently and just let him talk nearly had me on the floor.

I agree. Very 30 Rock in the mild decline of quality, increasingly outlandish storylines, and then once they know when exactly the end is coming they unload one start-to-finish heavyweight of a final season. I'm only dismayed that the jaw-dropping sense of the Season 6 finale gave us, what with the astonishing

I don't mind the catty neighborhood women because I don't view them as empty headed women. They read to me as a critique of homogenized American white people that over-simplify foreign cultures. Unlike the Huangs,we aren't seeing those women's relationships to their husbands, so there's no real sense that they're just

The restaurant plot line continues to be a weak link for me, mainly because none of the restaurant characters (including the father) stand out to me the way Contance Wu does. I would watch this show week in and week out of it were just about her trying to make friends with ethnocentric white Florida women. They're

Dave's complete ineptitude in the kitchen and Lynch's sputtering patience with him was one of my favorite moments

"What's that sound?"

I actually thoroughly enjoyed this episode, even though I was unsure if Broad City could really handle keeping Abbi and Ilana separate the entire time. The show still works best when they're somehow together, but I didn't hate their individual storylines. I do agree that Bevers isn't thought out enough to be a plot

I was pretty sure Valerie called Sharon "Shannon" as she ducked out of the executives meeting.

Product placement (ugh) and poor editing decisions on Holt's bar monologue (WHY would you ever cut away from that line read?!) are the only things making this an A- for me. Otherwise, consistently hilarious, good character pairings, and of course, Disco Terry.