“My Boys” — The Estates of Hoffman
There were probably several reasons as to why I was a little bored with Monday’s episode of My Boys. Maybe it was the fact that as much as I love television, there’s just something about watching it on Labor Day that doesn’t seem right. It’s like going to a concert and wearing a t-shirt of the band you’re about to see. Sure, you can do it, but you won’t feel good about yourself. Likewise, we’re also getting into that final stretch of summer when the cable shows are winding down and the networks are gearing up to once again convince themselves that they’re relevant.
Either way, My Boys just didn’t do it for me this week. It’s a shame, as the gang went out to suburbia to enjoy a BBQ at Andy’s place. I love suburbia, despite the fact that I fled it like a ski-masked hooligan after a botched robbery. Granted, I love it as much as I hate it, but you get the idea – there was plenty of good comedy to be mined: cicadas, the instant familiarity, office parks, chain restaurants, and redundant streets (true: my parents lived on 160th Ave, which was right next to 160th Street. This is a point that would have to be emphasized to visitors outside the subdivision). None of the jokes really hit.
Next week is the season finale, bringing the My Boys episode total to a tight 21 after this two-part first season. Hopefully it’ll deliver some solid laughs amidst the inevitable relationship nonsense.
