Robot Chicken is stupid. And it’s a testament to the lowest common denominator half brain dead, half medicated audience that it’s so popular. If you watch way too much tv, take drugs and like watching puppets violently attack each other in incredibly wrong ways then welcome home. It’s claymation and barbie dolls, it’s seedy, sick and oh so wrong. All those half thought out “what if” as you pass around the bong all appear here in various forms. Horny pedophile unicorns, idiots with time machines, Sex and the City crossed with the Golden Girls, a happy skit called morning wood, robots humping washing machines, psycho hungry hungry hippos, skits that take the piss out of Star Wars, hangman, spy-hunter, Harry Potter, space invaders, nothing is sacred. It’s an orgy of pop culture trashiness. They delight in digging up the b-grade, Corey Feldman and Corey Haim saving the Bush twins, Owen Wilson, Don Cheadle, Ben Stiller, Dr Who. If you are a nerd with bad taste you are home. Some of it works, some of it doesn’. Yet the animation is incredibly well done, looking remarkably like the characters they are attempting to caricature. It’s fantastic to think of someone spending days and days stop motion editing for a tasteless fart joke. Some of it is amazing, other bits are quoting pop culture references so obscure that the nerd who can decode it has not been invented yet. Yet the celebrities are lining up to add their voices and it’s up to it’s ninth season or something stupid like that in the U.S.
EXTRA FEATURES:
A bunch of commentaries from the creators that demonstrate the kind of juvenile humour that spawned this beast. Offering up such pearls as “you have brains in your semen right?’
Bob Baker Fish
