[4.9/10] Well, I guess The League hasn’t quite turned the corner like I’d hoped. I am glad to get more Brie Larson in the show. I am far, far less glad to see her involved in a storyline where she’s blackmailing Ruxin for a contrived sexual situation, which leads to ridiculous efforts to get her to quit, culminating in Peter accidentally talking himself into a sex act that he’s uncomfortable with. This is sub-American Pie level nonsense, with barely a joke to be had. The only yuks in this one come from Rafi, who has that Will Ferrell-like ability to make anything funny just from how he says it. (And honestly, I wonder how much of his dialogue is improvised.) The way he manages to be this insane, nigh-feral whirling dervish of raunch and make it funny every time is the only saving grace here.
The bit on the other half of the episode isn’t much better, with Kevin getting self-conscious after he finds a gray pube. There’s the germ of something relatable there in an appropriately sophomoric setting, but this being The League, the show goes to the broadest and most stereotypical place possible for it, with Andre taking him to a spa and a literal crotch fire taking place due to some hair dye and a blowdryer. At least the “pee bib” material with Taco is good for a cheap laugh.
Overall, this was back to the doldrums for The League. Hopefully it’s just a momentary lapse than a return to the show’s usual form.
Review by Andrew BloomVIP 9BlockedParent2018-12-15T17:56:14Z
[4.9/10] Well, I guess The League hasn’t quite turned the corner like I’d hoped. I am glad to get more Brie Larson in the show. I am far, far less glad to see her involved in a storyline where she’s blackmailing Ruxin for a contrived sexual situation, which leads to ridiculous efforts to get her to quit, culminating in Peter accidentally talking himself into a sex act that he’s uncomfortable with. This is sub-American Pie level nonsense, with barely a joke to be had. The only yuks in this one come from Rafi, who has that Will Ferrell-like ability to make anything funny just from how he says it. (And honestly, I wonder how much of his dialogue is improvised.) The way he manages to be this insane, nigh-feral whirling dervish of raunch and make it funny every time is the only saving grace here.
The bit on the other half of the episode isn’t much better, with Kevin getting self-conscious after he finds a gray pube. There’s the germ of something relatable there in an appropriately sophomoric setting, but this being The League, the show goes to the broadest and most stereotypical place possible for it, with Andre taking him to a spa and a literal crotch fire taking place due to some hair dye and a blowdryer. At least the “pee bib” material with Taco is good for a cheap laugh.
Overall, this was back to the doldrums for The League. Hopefully it’s just a momentary lapse than a return to the show’s usual form.