When I was younger, I was terrified of adult animated comedy shows. They were such fickle bastards; I’d initially think they were innocent cartoons, watch them in front of my parents, and then four “fucks” and three sex jokes later, my parents would flip a shit and do everything but discontinue our cable service.
Things have changed since then. I’ve been invested in Family Guy, with its wacky cut-off gags essential to the show’s comedic engine, and Rick and Morty, a recent Adult Swim cartoon about an alcoholic genius scientist traveling around time and space with his mentally challenged but morally upstanding grandson. Recently, on the recommendation of a friend, I began watching Netflix’s hilarious, wacky, and heartwarming new animated series, BoJack Horseman.
And like they say, the third time’s the charm.