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precarious since 1997 | by maryann johanson

The Sarah Silverman Program: Season One (review)

I hate to reduce stuff to gender stereotypes, but Sarah Silverman brings out the worst in me. Well, no, strike that: I can’t say that it’s the gal herself that I feel particularly strongly about one way or the other — I can take her comedy, or leave it. What irks me is that her schtick seems deliberately calculated to induce paroxysms of nerdy joy in a specifically juvenile segment of the male audience: she’s like a “guy,” with her jokes about poop and her disdain for romance and all tender emotion, but she’s, you know, a girl. Which would be fine if I actually believed she was actually like this — she may be, but the persona comes across as deliberate and just a wee bit strained. Or maybe that’s just because I find it hard to accept that anyone over 14 — male, female, or Martian — really and genuinely finds toilet humor funny. Anyway, this is Silverman’s (School for Scoundrels) Comedy Central sendup of the sitcom format, in which she plays “herself,” a slacker of a gal who or may not be a lesbian (a joke that, I can’t help but believe, is here only because “guys” think “dykes” are “hot”) and whose most meaningful relationship is with her dog; the relationship with her sister, who supports “Sarah,” is more on the order of that of a tapeworm to its host. Whether she’s making fun of homeless people or getting stoned on cough medicine, the premeditated un-P.C.ness of these six episodes gets real tedious real fast. Unless, perhaps, you’re a 13-year-old male nerd. Extras include audio commentary, musical performances, a karaoke feature, and more. [buy at Amazon]

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