Rick and Morty is
quite the mind fuck of a show. 6
episodes in and I am already hooked beyond belief. It is the best new show of the year in my
calm, objective opinion. At first the
show seems like an extended riff on the relationship between Doc Brown and
Marty McFly, but oh it is so much deeper and better than that. 6 episodes deep Rick and Morty have been in
simulations of simulations, parallel realities, dreams of dreams, and have
dealt with attempted king jellybean rape (a sentence I never thought I’d write
but you know, Obama’s America). Morty is
our portal of entry as viewers as his Grandpa Rick guides us through the chaos
that is the galaxy or universe or multiverse.
This show plays as the anti-Adventure
Time by displaying the dark and chaotic side of seemingly whimsical
characters. I am also overjoyed to see
Rick use “Cronenberg” as a verb. Well
done gentlemen. Another perk to the
show is the end credits scenes. This is
the type of show that ratchets up the stakes and emotion in the last 2 minutes through
expert use of song as Morty realizes the consequences of what has occurred. Nothing says mind fuck like staring at the
screen in the same dumbfounded and numb look as the characters presented on the
other side of the box.
Rick and Morty man
is all you can say after these episodes before turning it to the Daily Show or moving on to whatever your
life calls for at 11 PM on a Monday night (or whenever you watch it thanks to
DVR and the internet or should I say Obama’s America. Sorry, the State of the Union is near and I’m
excited to watch…the Knicks’ game over it).
I highly recommend Rick and Morty
if you are a fan of Dan Harmon, Justin Roiland, sci-fi, mind fucks, or any
Adult Swim program. So that ends my endorsement/shill
of the night. Enjoy the State of the
Union or whatever.
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