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Losers on the march! FX's new comedy "Testees" makes "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia" look tasteful and restrained by comparison.
By Heather Havrilesky
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Oct. 26, 2008 | TV comedies now seem to be populated solely by unapologetic, abject losers. From shows like NBC's "My Name Is Earl" and "The Office" to newer shows like CBS's "Worst Week" and HBO's "The Life and Times of Tim," good guys and valiant heroes are a thing of the distant past. Instead, what we find are cowards, liars and bloviating egomaniacs who spend most of their time shirking the call of duty, avoiding major inconveniences and soothing themselves with cold beer and video games.
In other words, the small screen has become a lot more realistic in recent months. But unlike the selfish curmudgeons of "Seinfeld," the squirmy, idealistic dreamers of "Friends" or the lazy, self-centered schleps of "Everybody Loves Raymond," the loserly nature of the losers on today's comedies makes up the entire joke. In the worst of these shows, there aren't strange coincidences or endlessly repeatable quips about masturbation or hilarious J. Peterman parodies along the way, as there were on "Seinfeld." There aren't genuine matters of the heart at stake, as there were on "Friends." There aren't relatable life-or-death struggles between married couples over who'll finally unpack a suitcase as there were on "Everybody Loves Raymond." Instead, the jokes revolve around marveling at what losers these losers are.
Hey, sometimes it works. But try to imagine the characters of "Seinfeld" navigating a plot that concerns a butt suppository or a stolen crack baby. The story doesn't progress into more and more absurd territory until it's over the top; it starts out over the top and ends in pure farce, a sloppy mess of deadpan nastiness and manic buffoonery.
Descent of man
Which sounds pretty entertaining in theory, but in practice, we're presented with the same hapless asshats, trying to make some quick cash by letting a man in a white coat insert a gasoline pill into their butts.
Yep, that pretty much sums up the plot of the pilot of FX's new show, "Testees" (10:30 p.m. Thursdays), a show so strange and vile and stupid that I really wish I could strongly recommend it. Created by Kenny Hotz of the Canadian cult hit "Kenny vs. Spenny" (in which Hotz and his friend Spencer Rice compete to see who can smoke more pot or lift more weight with his penis), "Testees" has a similarly juvenile premise: Two guys without jobs, girlfriends or lives of any kind earn money by signing up to be test subjects at a local pharmaceutical testing company.
Each episode, then, focuses on a) unpleasant procedures or the administration of mysterious drugs and b) strange side effects stemming from these procedures and drugs. Hard to imagine? Well, let me break down the plot of the pilot for you so you can get a taste of the madness for yourself.
Ron (Jeff Kassel) and Peter (Steve Markle) have run out of food. They're hungry. They need some quick money. Ron has vowed never to return to Testico, where the pair have been making cash as guinea pigs. Nonetheless, in the next scene, the two are kneeling to lick the bare feet of their former supervisor, begging for their jobs back. Welcome to the new new economy, my friends!
Next, Ron and Peter are getting something injected into their butts. Why do male comedy writers love anything involving poo, rectums or foreign objects inserted into rectums? More important, why do they assume that we're smoking what they're smoking? (We only wish we had the cash to finance that caliber of smokage. Or is it the more recession-friendly and budget-minded crack that comedy writers smoke these days?)
A few hours later, Peter looks pregnant, and he's eating pickles dipped in ice cream. Peter and Ron decide that they want to keep the baby. They avoid calls from Testico, hide out in an old van and finally Peter gives birth to ... a gigantic fart that leaves Ron with a nosebleed. (He's between Peter's legs, getting ready to deliver his baby, when the gas bomb explodes.)
See, I had trouble merely typing out the words in that last paragraph, and yet, not only did the writers of this show come up with all of that, but they stood by with smiles on their faces as a script about butt suppositories and a gigantic fart was distributed to the actors and the director and the script supervisor, and then a crew came and set up cameras and shot the whole thing. How could they not have been lighting up the whole time? I mean, how do you ask a regular, self-respecting human being to hold a boom mike while Jeff Kassel crouches between Steve Markle's open legs, waiting for the fart fan to be turned on full blast? Is this the juvenile male idiocy of Judd Apatow and the Farrelly brothers trickling down to the small screen?
Luckily, despite my better judgment, I also watched the second episode of "Testees," in which Testico dabbles in erasing memories, and Ron and Peter can't recall who they are or really anything about their lives. Eventually the pair turn to their next-door neighbor, Nugget, who's still angry at them for hiring a male stripper for his birthday party. He tells them that they're a gay couple, and in fact, they just threw a party at which they performed a live sex show for their friends and family, to demonstrate their love for and commitment to each other. Ron and Peter are shocked and disgusted by this news, but they still decide to stage the live sex show a second time, hoping it will jog their memories.
Granted, this story is at least as offensive and obnoxious as giving birth to a gigantic fart. On second viewing, though, the tone of this show is so odd, the actors are so completely unusual and unsitcomy, that you can't help embracing its scrappy sickness just a little bit in spite of yourself. Not only that, but the scene where Ron and Peter strip down to butt thongs as artsy music plays and their friends and family gape in agony? You will giggle. If you have blood flowing through your veins, you will giggle, and you'll hate yourself for it.
Now, some have called "Testees" the "most disgusting comedy ever," pronouncing it "puerile" and "crass" and "tasteless." To me, nothing is more crass than the self-congratulatory nastiness of Showtime's "Californication," HBO's "The Life & Times of Tim" or, in the bland sitcom vein, CBS's "Worst Week." Compared with the loser-guy tomfoolery on those shows, "Testees" is a blast of fresh air -- however stanky and nauseating that blast might be.
Besides, when everyone is falling all over themselves to proclaim how deeply wrong a show is, it's tough not to suspect that it has some redeeming qualities. So let's give this smelly, twisted, gut-churning nightmare of a show a chance, what do you say?
