After last week’s episode and what is sure to be another amazing season finale airing this Thursday, we don’t need the Emmys to tell us that Louie is without a doubt the greatest comedy on TV. It may even be the greatest show ever. Follow David Bogner through the last season.
A few weeks ago I told you about the upcoming third season of Louie, a semi-autobiographical masterpiece created by the red haired, balding genius Louis C.K. for FX. Back then I came up with a short introduction to the work of C.K., a stand up comedian with Hungarian roots who believes in masturbation as much as he does self-marketing. This may or may not have compelled you to watch the last season of Louie, but either way, I was so blown away by the power and emotional impact of last week’s episode that I felt the urge to do another post on the topic. Especially, since Louis C.K. won the Emmy on Sunday night for Outstanding Writing for a Comedy Series, but didn’t get the one for best acting (Charlie Harper – seriously??) and directing (instead Modern Family won). To give you an idea how desperately wrong this decision was, imagine Martin Scorsese never winning an Oscar or Usain Bolt not winning Olympic gold in the 100 meters.
The third season of Louie is exceptional in so many ways, and you need to find a way to watch it immediately after reading this in case you haven’t done so yet. I promise you, you will be on the verge of tears both from laughter and because you care for this character so much and want to see him succeed so badly. Even king of the unsolicited opinion Bret Easton Ellis gives it the thumbs up.
Just watched the “Duckling” episode of “Louie” that takes place in Afghanistan and yeah it’s sentimental but it’s better than most movies…
— Bret Easton Ellis (@BretEastonEllis) September 8, 2011
It’s only fair to say that all seasons so far have been great, but while season one and two were more stand up comedy oriented with the shows signature beginning set at the Comedy Cellar in Manhattan, season three changed the formula by having episodes with no stand-up at all. And, despite the initial skepticism, those episodes turned out to be some of the best 20 minutes in TV history. Take “Miami” for example, the episode in which Louie has booked for a few shows at a hotel in Miami and becomes friends with a lifeguard who thinks he saved Louie’s life. With all its absurd comedic elements and funny misunderstandings I still believe I haven’t seen a more heartwarming story on TV ever before. The episode also succeeds in boiling the difficulties of male friendship down to an essence and makes passing fun of men’s fear of homosexuality.
Everything else aside, it’s the writing and – of course – Louis C.K. himself that make the show so exceptional. Another episode I will never forget was the one in which Louie had to face his father but all along the way got constantly sick from fear and anticipation. It’s C.K.’s ability to take dead serious problems from everyday life (like how to deal with your parents after you’ve been avoiding them for years) and alchemise them into comedic art that makes you laugh. Even when making use of stylistic devices like exaggeration and straight up Dadaism you can still relate to everything he does. An example is when he decides to run instead of meeting his father and doesn’t stop to catch his breath until he is far, far away.
No “Brother Louie” intro in the last two episodes – sad.
If I wasn’t already convinced of Louie’s dominance in the TV comedy arena, the last two episodes that aired left absolutely no room for doubt. In the interest of your own viewing pleasure, it would do well not to spoil to much, but I can assure you: I’ve never ever rooted more for a character than I did for Louie in these past two episodes. And if you still aren’t convinced (what is wrong with you?) David Lynch makes cameos in all these episodes, but Louie still manages to steal the show. What are you waiting for? Watch it!
There comes a time in the life of every TV junkie who makes a living writing about it when suddenly it all becomes about Charlie Sheen. This is an inevitable fact. To me it should have already happened a few weeks ago, when the Hollywood badass’s new show Anger Management aired on FX, but thanks to a stroke of fate another famous comedian made his reappearance on TV the same day – and the same network for that matter. It’s what I call a bi-winning situation. Louis C.K. returns with the first episode of his fabulous 3rd season of Louie , and I didn’t have to deal with what I expected to be a spectacular fail. Then yesterday I watched Apocalyse Now and was stunned by the amount of Post-Empireness young Charlie Sheen was probably getting right from the cradle.
It was Bret Easton Ellis who came up with the distinction between Empire and Post-Empire in an article for Newsweek and The Daily Beast on March 15th of last year. Two weeks prior, Sheen had given an exclusive interview to ABC News’ Andrea Canning which immediately went viral. The performance he had given was mind-blowing, over the top. People got a taste of the drug Charlie Sheen and – as he predicted – they couldn’t handle it, most likely due to a lack of Tiger blood. Shortly after Charlie Sheen got dismissed from Two and a Half Men, which was around the same time the author of Less Than Zero and American Psycho praised Sheen as the one who had understood the fundamental mechanisms of showbiz. As Ellis put it:
Post-Empire isn’t just about admitting doing “illicit” things publicly and coming clean—it’s a (for now) radical attitude that says the Empire lie doesn’t exist anymore, you friggin’ Empire trolls. To Empire gatekeepers, Charlie Sheen seems dangerous and in need of help because he’s destroying (and confirming) illusions about the nature of celebrity.
I’m not sure if Ellis would agree with me, but that is what has been most exciting since the beginnings of Hollywood stardom. Think Hollywood Babylon, Kenneth Anger’s encyclopedia of early Hollywood dark sides and scandals. Think the New Hollywood movement and its excesses that make Sodom and Gomorrah seem like a bible group. And, of course, think Apocalypse Now, Francis Ford Coppola’s epic movie with not only one actor on the brink of insanity – but all of them. And right in the middle of it: Martin Sheen, father of Charlie Sheen.
The only difference between now and then is celebrities now embrace their flaws and admit their misbehavior publicly. This what Bret Easton Ellis calls Post-Empire.
Charlie Sheen had that bad boy attitude for years, at least for as long as Two and a Half Men has been running, and you couldn’t say for sure what came first: the chicken or the egg. Though one thing is certain: after Sheen’s firing, the show lost its balance and turned into pure shit. Instead of a dumbass and a badass playing the same joke over and over again, there were suddenly two dumbasses (Ashton Kutcher as the admittedly lucky second dumbass, but still), without a single decent joke to be heard in the whole godforsaken mess of a sitcom.
Sheen on the other hand, moved on – at least if you consider attending of The Gathering of the Juggalos moving on. There also was The Comedy Central Roast of Charlie Sheen, which wasn’t terrible, and of course his new show, Anger Management. This one is based on the tepid Adam Sandler comedy of the same name. As you can imagine, a show spinning off a movie from Adam Sandler’s (ongoing) streak of lackluster films isn’t exactly an equation for comedy gold. It won’t come as a surprise that the unhinged main character as played by Charlie Sheen is named Charlie, but I suppose the only thing actually fitting for a larger-than-life celebrity like Sheen would be a biopic.