All hopes of a dignified last season for The Office seem to be thrown out of a two-story window. Already the show has resorted to the classic “Shark Jump” scene in episode one. Dwight traversing a phone wire was definitive proof of the sad state of affairs the show is in.
Now it seems as if every new episode further beats the 9th season into a groveling feeble position of an undignified and gory death.
Actor Clark Duke seems to be playing the same douche bag, odd faced and chubby playboy seen in every one of his movies as Clark (or also prestigiously known as Fart). This episode really dwells into his amusingly lewd behavior as he attempts to connive Erin into an amateur news related porno.
His attempts are hacked when his alter ego Pete diffuses Clark’s maniacal and possibly sadistic plans by getting Andy to join in on the action. This is after Clark has already conned Andy into providing “spandex with seams in the back” and “low cut shirts” for Erin’s news tape.
This struggle points at the possibility of the fresh meat (Clark and Pete) fighting as Id and Ego for Erin’s love and pushing Andy to the side.
For whatever terrible reason Nellie keeps showing up at the office. Hopefully the writers man-up and figure out some ruthless and barbaric way to off her on the show (maybe bus or wood chipper related?). The only joy of her existence is fulfilled when other Dunder Mifflin employees throw trash at her.
Nellie and Dwight fight over some ridiculous Taliban related charity dispute that even the real Dwight wouldn’t have dwelled into. Yes, Dwight now seems to be hoaxed by terrible writing and is far from the “bears and beets” Shrute we all have loved and adorned for years. Dwight is lucky enough to have the opportunity to cut off Nellies hand in this episode. Many viewers may have yelled, “Do it!” but it ended up a disappointment none the less.
Nothing about Jim and Pam is even relatively worth mentioning; for once again they are highlighted by their implied normalcy.
Maybe if you’re lucky enough to have a weak stomach somewhere in the episode you may have forced a chuckle. It’s seems as if The Office is slowly morphing into a plotless display of seriousness and eccentric characters instead of it’s renounced playful and awkward humor.
There are only so many times you can yell and curse the sky, shouting “They should have stopped when Michael left!” until you’re transformed into a Hulk-like rage, forcing you to smash your own T.V.
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