So, on Tuesday, after several days spent watching the Every “Simpsons” Ever marathon on FXX, I checked out “BoJack.” After one episode, I was ready to go back to Springfield.
The premise is clever: BoJack starred in the sitcom “Horsin’ Around,” in which he raised three children, and is now struggling to write his memoir. But the jokes are lazy and too focused on mocking Hollywood (like when BoJack complains about finding parking in an L.A. neighborhood.)
Worse, Arnett and Paul are voicing character types they’ve played before. BoJack is an absent-minded narcissist of the Gob Bluth variety and Paul’s Todd, who has history with a Mexican drug cartel, might as well be Jesse Pinkman after he left New Mexico. Shouldn’t a cartoon be the one place we don’t have to worry about typecasting?
Netflix has already renewed “BoJack” for a second season; maybe it gets funnier. For now, I’ll keep re-watching “The Simpsons.”
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