The rapid-fire banter and artillery barrage of in-jokes you may or may not get might charm you at first. I was, at least while digging through some of their older episodes, like the one on Robocop. But after a while, I no longer felt like I could endure 15 minutes with these glib jokesters at a time, let alone 2 hours. They seem pathologically incapable of staying on topic, and they know this, as evidenced by the many, many jokes made about their inability to do so. I won’t go so far as to say that Griffin is never funny. However, his jokes do land with a thud pretty much half the time. That doesn’t stop him from giggling at his own cleverness, of course, because HE thinks he is funny. It doesn’t help that David Sims, whose film reviews in the Atlantic are always well written and thoughtfully argued, often seems to be fatigued, resigned to endure his younger co-host’s seemingly bottomless well of giddiness. He tries not to show it, but it shows. Then there is the fact that, whenever a topic concerning any number of cultural issues arises, the hosts can be counted on to toe the progressive line, never once falling out of step with the liberal dogma. I get why they do this. It has been ingrained in them, and they are afraid that saying anything that contradicts the tenets of “woke” culture will get them in some kind of trouble. Nevertheless, it often makes the show boring and predictable, and it means they inevitably get certain things wrong, or make overly broad generalizations of their own.
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