“I’ll give you the address of a nice preschool.” – Dr. J. Loren Pryor
In our ongoing mission to bring you only the shallowest and laziest analysis of Zombie Simpsons, we’re keeping up our Crazy Noises series for Season 22. Since a podcast is so 2004, and video would require a flag, a fern and some folding chairs from the garage, we’ve elected to use the technology that brought the word “emoticon” to the masses: the chatroom. Star Trek image macros are strictly forbidden, unless you have a really good reason why Captain Picard is better than Captain Kirk. This text has been edited for clarity and spelling (especially on “supposedly”).
There are about four different episodes I could’ve done a compare & contrast post when it comes to “Lisa Simpson, This Isn’t Your Life”. For now I’ll content myself by pointing out how much better “Lisa’s Sax” is just in terms of allowing the viewer to follow the action without getting plot whiplash every three minutes. In “Lisa’s Sax”, Bart is having trouble at school; Marge and Homer go to talk to the school counselor about Bart. Toddler Lisa is sitting in her mother’s lap when the counselor notices her intelligence and recommends a good preschool. The family goes to the school where they find that they cannot afford it or get a scholarship. It’s very clean and simple and viewer friendly:
A (Bart has trouble in school) -> B (parent/counselor meeting) -> C (counselor sees how smart Lisa is) -> D (counselor recommends preschool) -> E (family checks out good preschool)
In “Lisa Simpson, This Isn’t Your Life” it goes like this:
A (Lisa disappointed in school) -> L (a bus drives by) -> C (family shows up at a school) -> Y (Homer dives out of a window)
It all makes perfect sense if you happen to have suffered cranial trauma recently, otherwise, not so much. Dave was once again unable to join us this week. He did send this in:
“I didn’t bother watching this year’s ToH episode, which means it has been a relatively enjoyable few weeks devoid of Zombie Simpsons. ‘Lisa Simpson, This Isn’t Your Life’ irrevocably ruined this peace. It made me contemplate throwing my water bottle at my laptop on multiple occasions. It was remarkably unfunny, trite, and poorly rehashed any number of plot points from episodes past. Not sure why anyone thought it was a good idea to send this piece of shit into production, but they did, and should be stoned as a result of their terrible decision.”
He, uh, didn’t like it.
Mad Jon: Opening shot?
Charlie Sweatpants: The Itchy & Scratchy thing?
Mad Jon: Ok. I was ok with it until it kept going.
One or two murders will cover it.
Charlie Sweatpants: Yeah, it got old pretty fast, plus it was another one that was completely unrelated to the rest of the episode.
Mad Jon: Yeah, most of the old ones tied in a bit, e.g. the one when Homer became an astronaut.
Charlie Sweatpants: When I think about things like the look of pained joy on Krusty’s face after the thresher hits Scratchy Jr. and his dad, I can’t help but wish they’d do things like that just every once in a while.
Still, the very beginning was probably the high point of the episode.
Mad Jon: Also, every I&S used to end with Bart and Lisa laughing or something, they didn’t even bother to stick around for the end this time.
They used to be entertainment for the characters, not just those willing to watch FOX at 8pm on Sundays.
And I agree, it was probably the high point.
Charlie Sweatpants: Because once Homer began refilling his gas tank for no reason, it was all downhill from there.
Mad Jon: I think it would have been a much better episode if Homer didn’t show up at all.
Although the only chuckle I had was at his line about picking a dead end and waiting for death.
Charlie Sweatpants: Enh. That didn’t rise to chuckle worthy for me. It’s not a bad concept, but like everything else it was just too ham handed to be fun.
Mad Jon: Fair enough
Charlie Sweatpants: The gas station thing just went on forever, and when it finally did end all we got out of it was that they got lost on the way home (for some reason) and that bizarre scene at Marge’s old house.
Mad Jon: We never did find out anything about the current home owner either, did we?
Charlie Sweatpants: Not really. She was just there, and had apparently left Marge’s old room intact for some reason.
It’s another one of those lazy storytelling devices where the writers are so pleased with themselves for thinking of something that hasn’t been beaten into the ground yet that they don’t bother to develop it at all.
The trip to Marge’s old house was about twenty seconds of content stretched over a minute and a half.
Mad Jon: Which is obviously a lesson they forgot the rest of the episode. That was like 4 old plot lines rehashed in one episode.
Charlie Sweatpants: That’s the other problem.
The Bart-Nelson subplot felt like something Sam Simon would’ve burned the moment it came off his typewriter.
It just keeps making less and less sense, right up until the end when they walk in together at four in the morning for one of the more random endings I can recall in a while.
Mad Jon: Yeah, that caught me pretty off-guard. If apple juice made you drunk I would have an extra decade or so of substance abuse under my belt.
Charlie Sweatpants: And let’s not forget that it all got started when Bart went kite-boarding in the playground for some reason.
Mad Jon: Is Kite-boarding a current fad or something?
Although I must say last time I was in Miami for business I watched some guys do that and it looked pretty freakin’ sweet.
Charlie Sweatpants: I don’t think so, but they had that “Sonny & Cher” kite, and that was too good not to use again.
Mad Jon: Definitely not as good as the Ringo Starr portrait.
“Gear.”
I’m going to watch that episode tonight.
Charlie Sweatpants: That will make you feel better.
Before you get to that though, we have to discuss the A-plot.
Mad Jon: Oh, I’m not going anywhere yet.
Charlie Sweatpants: I know I ranted about this in that post about how awful Marge was, but what was the point of this story?
Did it have a point?
Or even a climax?
A conflict of any kind?
Mad Jon: I think maybe the climax/resolution was supposed to happen at the end when Lisa realized her mother led some sort of good life, but then she had that look in her eyes that in a soap opera would mean an evil twin would show up next episode.
But that only covers the “Separate Vocations” plot.
Charlie Sweatpants: Yeah, then there’s the “Lisa’s Pony” part, except without the humanity, and the “Lisa’s Sax” part, except without any kind of resolution.
I don’t know, maybe I’m asking too much of an episode that had its main point of contention literally drive by on the side of a bus 2/3 of the way through.
Mad Jon: Most assuredly.
It was even harder to watch as apparently Lisa, IQ 156, thinks that to have a full life means you must eliminate all forms of everything, but then falls back on that when it goes well for her.
Weak.
Bill Gates would have let his mom do the laundry.
Charlie Sweatpants: That part also felt like some kind of bizarre flight of fancy.
Mad Jon: I was waiting for her to eliminate 2 of 5 senses.
Charlie Sweatpants: Okay, you lost me there.
Mad Jon: Well, soon she would have decided that smelling things was a distraction, and comfortable clothes? That will only get you into Brown, say goodbye to Harvard.
Charlie Sweatpants: Okay, it makes sense now.
But that’s part of the problem isn’t it? Ditching the activities that make her such an overachiever is the opposite of what Lisa would do.
And that’s before we got to the school, which supposedly had everything.
Mad Jon: If anyone should know that the variety of activities Lisa has makes her the person she is, it would be Lisa. Also I think that was a plot line for an episode 4 or 5 season ago.
Charlie Sweatpants: That would not surprise me. But this is another example of them ratcheting back and forth between concepts with no regard for what just happened.
One moment Lisa demands only to study, the next she’s off at a school that has other things going on.
Mad Jon: Like imagination, which may be the single most time sucking activity in which I engage daily.
Charlie Sweatpants: But we also know they have a pool because . . . well, you know.
Mad Jon: Oh, I know.
Charlie Sweatpants: Though, for my money, the three story plunge into the pool actually made more sense than Willie’s floor waxer thing. Admittedly, they are both so close to absolute zero on the humor scale that it’s hard to tell.
Mad Jon: Oh, I have to say that the Willy thing was more obviously insane. What, you couldn’t fit Homer into enough jerk-ass scenes? You had to drag the cleaning staff into this?
Don’t worry, I will also scream it out.
Charlie Sweatpants: Well, they long ago gave up on having the supporting characters appearances make sense. I think Chalmers lives at the school now.
Mad Jon: Well, at least they disposed of the subtle hatred/co-dependency that made the Skinner- Chalmers relationship entertaining.
I know it happened a while ago, but until then it was like waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Charlie Sweatpants: Though apparently Skinner has been principal since Marge was in second grade, so, you know. That’s kinda odd too.
Mad Jon: Especially since they are basically the same age.
Was he in nom in the mid-late 60′s?
And also like 22?
Charlie Sweatpants: Yeah, the Skinner as Vietnam vet thing has kinda backfired on them over the years.
He’d need to be in his sixties now.
Mad Jon: Which is too bad, as it is one of the funnier long running jokes.
I think I get hard each time I see the shades fall on his slumped reminiscence.
Whoops, that was the beer talking.
Charlie Sweatpants: It happens. Skinner’s flashbacks are another one of those pieces of humor they long ago forgot how to use.
Anything else?
Mad Jon: No, I think a few commenters got it right, it wasn’t as terrible as most of the latest episodes. It was still pretty terrible, and literally had to recycle 4 or 5 plot themes just to make it to 22 minutes. It just wasn’t quite as terrible.
Charlie Sweatpants: I’m not sure if I can even go that far. The fact that it had a few decent ideas that it failed to develop doesn’t mean all that much in the grand scheme of things.
It still whirled around, killing time and making no sense, and had its characters act loopy for no reason.
Just because they didn’t go to Switzerland or have Homer get a new job doesn’t mean squat.
Mad Jon: I agree with all of your points.
All I was trying to say is that I didn’t have to try quite as hard to make it thorough the episode without shutting off the TV or gouging out my eyeballs.
Charlie Sweatpants: That’d make a good slogan for a show with such low standards: Now with Less Urge to Shut Off the TV!
Mad Jon: And also I can’t imagine spending any more time defending my assessment of “not quite as terrible as lately” is even remotely worth it.
My time may be better spent rubbing my index finger over my uvula.
