Fist pump alert! Fist pump alert! Brandon Walsh is in the building...
When I first heard everyone's favorite goody-goody from the zip code heard round the world (ahem, sir Jason Priestley) had officially ditched his evil twin sister Brenda (Dancing With The Whaaat?) and started selling used cars, I got giddy. When I realized he'd be doing it on cable? Pure elation.
Call Me Fitz is a half hour comedy that belongs on HBO, and that's where you can find it (check your box). Robert "Fitz" Fitzpatrick is used car salesman sleaze extraordinaire, only Fitz has Priestley's handsomeness to fall back on, which makes the sleaze all that much more sexual and pretty and the suits all that less plaid and polyester. But Fitz has issues: daddy owns the lot issues, mommy abandoned me so I womanize issues, I like to drink and smoke a lot of pot issues (if you call those issues), I crashed a car during a test drive and the passenger's in a coma issues, some dude who appeared to me in a bunny suit's claiming to be my conscience and make me a better man issues... you know, the usual.
With Fitz, trouble follows, or he finds his own way to make it.
What's compelling most about Fitz though isn't just Priestley being bad (don't get me wrong, it's a big part of it). It's the supporting cast that let's him, from his hypertensive sister (Tracy Dawson), to a not so subtle woman crushing girl guide hell bent on busting him (Gillian Ferrier) and the pot smoking high times in-house mechanic she's blackmailing with the threat of pedophilia (Donavon Stinson), the characters that surround him don't rely on archetypal opposites to make the funny. They just rely on awesomeness.
Fitz is more than a playful guilty pleasure. It's smart. Creator Sheri Elwood (God) has crafted and guided some awesomely offensive/super clever moments that make me creatively jealous (SPOILER ALERT): Fitz has "terrorist" competition across the street! Fitz's Mom goes all Keyser Soze! Fitzy makes a porn (Ginch Gonch!)! Fitzy fucks a retard! (I love you Rachel Blanchard. Return a call already!). To be honest, Call Me Fitz just keeps getting better. I'm waiting for it to be sloppier, sure, but better's more than cutting it.
Already renewed for a second season, so get watching! You have some catching up to do. We're 6 ep's in. But trust, catching up's so worth it:
Already renewed for a second season, so get watching! You have some catching up to do. We're 6 ep's in. But trust, catching up's so worth it:
Who does your art work? Loving the look.
ReplyDeleteFinally caught the pilot of Fitz and loved the visual look, the music they used and the overall style. Perfect choice for the stories. Makes 'em big. Look forward to more!
Hey Farm Boy.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm a big big fan of the look of the show as well. It's really the music I find most stylish though: that unexpected jazzy riffing that doesn't seem to fit but really works. The ep's only get better. Happy watching!
I do the artwork myself, actually. Theraputic Paint time for dad. Thanks for the love, man.
Ok, so I was going to write, "Thanks for the love, man."
ReplyDeleteBut then I saw that you just wrote that in your comment. So now I'm not going to say anything because you scooped me in an eerie kinda way.
Also, jinx! You owe me a coke.