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Review: The Complete Series on DVD. Forrest MacNeil doesn't review books or movies like a normal critic. Instead, he reviews the most intense experiences life has to offer - and faces near-constant tortment as a result. With this definitive, full-series collection, you can now watch all 22 episodes of Forrest's unending misery, along with. Forrest learns how to hate black people in order to become a racist. The Comedy Central app has full episodes of your favorite shows available now. Review stars Andy Daly as critic Forrest MacNeil, who doesn't review boring things like films, food or art. Instead, he reviews the most intense experiences of life itself - by living them. Created by Jeffrey Blitz, Andrew Daly, Charlie Siskel. With Andrew Daly, Jessica St. Clair, Megan Stevenson, Michael Croner. In this spoof of review shows, Forrest MacNeil, a critic obsessed with his work, experiences whatever the viewers ask him to review including divorce, anonymous sex, and all manner of criminal activity.

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10.07.2015

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Comedy Central’s Review is the most insane and insanely funny show on TV. It has a premise – an overcommitted nerd reviews audience-submitted life experiences, from eating a truly upsetting amount of pancakes to using a glory hole to staying in a haunted house to eating even more pancakes – that seems naturally suited for a series of sketches. And while each episode is basically structured as a triptych of largely self-contained reviews, there is a continuity tracking the utter destruction of host Forrest MacNeil’s life, and that of his loved ones, as well as any number of unfortunate bystanders, in this pursuit. It’s this continuity that makes the show into a shockingly dark, stealthily insightful satire of the risks of disassociating ourselves from our own experiences, as these crazy modern times wut we lives in makes it easier and easier to do.

As someone who spends much of his free time dissecting and criticizing what should by all accounts be leisure activities, Forrest’s position as a reviewer who destroys his own life by dissecting and rating it resonates with me on a rather specific level. While having an intermittent TV blog does not put me in much danger of being stranded on an oceanic trash flotilla or shot by my father with a bow and arrow, I do sometimes worry that, for example, I may have soured myself on True Detective’s universally-beloved first season by forcing myself to put each episode under the microscope on a weekly basis. I love Game Of Thrones to bits, which I why I’ve chosen to write extensive analyses of its last 30 episodes, despite literally no one asking me to do that. But does forcing myself to adopt a pose of semi-objective even-handedness, to obsess over the bad parts and vivisect the good ones, actually make me enjoy it any more?

Review With Forrest Macneil Dvd

“I’m going to cover your request in butter and syrup, and dig in to try to find some important deep meaning in a giant, steaming pile of flapjacks.”

Review would suggest the opposite. The act of reviewing life turns Forrest’s own into a parade of horrors that would make Job weep in pity – except that our guy is bringing it all directly upon himself. It’s not the first narrative to satirize the act of criticism, but what makes Review’s take stand out is that it avoids the standard saw that critics are just bitter hacks who tear down works of true genius out of jealousy. No matter how much truth there may be to that assessment, it is always going to feel self-serving coming from the pen of someone whose work is subject to attack by such critics. But there is not the slightest trace of bitterness in Forrest’s disposition. He’s full of enthusiasm for his work no matter how much it costs him, though it doesn’t take long for it to cost him so much that he has to either double down or face the reality that he gave up so much for nothing. He’s a million miles from one the spiteful caricatures you’ll find in Birdman or Lady In The Water, or even Anton Ego. He’s more like Lenny from Of Mice And Men, petting his beloved rabbits until they die (not, in Forrest’s case, before leaving him with a drug-resistant strain of gonnorhea).

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“Take note: this is apparently one of the things that can happen when you are so determined to have sex on an airplane that you hire a prostitute to travel with you.”

And so Review’s needling of the critical mindset never betrays the defensiveness you can feel in so many of these sorts of depictions. It feels a great deal of compassion for Forrest, and by extension all of us blogging, Yelp-ing folks who are prone to exsanguinate the things we love most, sacrificing our own enjoyment of our experiences in the name of some critical distance that no one else gives much of a shit about anyway.

“Spending time alone on a rowboat is a horrifying and desperate struggle for survival that cuts a man off from his life and love ones, and frequently makes him wish for death.”

Because the other important facet of Forrest’s character is that for all his suitability as a crash test dummy, he is an absolutely atrocious critic. He takes great pains to paint his reviews in the pretense of objectivity, while the results could not be any more wildly subjective. Fed a steady stream of dangerous, horrifying tasks, he consistently takes them to horrifying, destructive ends that he nonetheless treats as if they are the natural, essentially inevitable, outcome. The pretense of randomness allows him to abdicate responsibility for his actions, and he embraces that excuse to behave transgressively with nerdy gusto.

“Arbitrary choices could lead to inspired exhilaration, or aiding in the escape of a violent felon. In the end, it is always better to captain one’s ship on gut instinct. If I crash into the rocks of life, I want it to be because I steered the ship there myself.”

The effect is that seemingly innocuous tasks like visiting space or spending time alone in a rowboat consistently lead to the worst results, and receive lower ratings than self-evident horrors like being buried alive or founding a cult. If there’s a “message” from Review to its audience/critics (and in the internet age, how meaningful is such a distinction?), it’s not to worry about being objective or categorizing your experiences. If Forrest was capable of living in the moment every now and then, his father-in-law may not have died in space, he wouldn’t be reduced to catfishing his ex-wife, or a diet that swings between hand-murdered raw seabird and really, just an ungodly amount of pancakes, or be left with weird, frequently infected genitals, and of course he would not have been shot, stabbed, institutionalized, fallen off bridges, or kicked in the balls nearly as much.

“Life: it’s literally all we have. But is it any good?” Forrest asks at the beginning of each episode. But the season 2 (series?) finale closes with his chipper, vaguely sociopathic co-hostess opining “Life! You’re already living it! Ain’t it great?” It is at that, AJ. Even when it’s horrifying, and hilarious, and random. Kind of like your show.

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