In Which Will Arnett Creates An Entirely New Identity For Himself

Whatever Happened to Baby Gob?

by TAYLOR HINE

Flaked
creators Will Arnett & Mark Chappell

The reasons that people choose to live where they do never fail to interest me. Often, it can be about growing out of one place and into a new one. Perhaps even more often, people think that a change of scenery is absolution — that escaping a place is as simple as leaving it.

It’s a bit more complicated than that for Chip (Will Arnett), the protagonist of Flaked, the new Netflix series co-written by Will Arnett and Mark Chappell and produced by Mitch Hurwitz.

“I moved to Venice by accident,” Chip says during an AA meeting in the first episode. “Let me rephrase that. I moved to Venice because of an accident.” You guessed it: Chip killed a man while driving drunk.

Venice, California, appears to be a great place to escape to, recovering alcoholic or not: it’s a small beachside town whose alleyways are framed by palm trees, white fences, and flowering bushes of pink azaleas; you can walk or bike anywhere; the sun is pretty much always out; the guy who owns Free Coffee will probably give you free coffee. It’s here that Chip owns an odds and ends store, in which he purports to build three-legged stools. He lives with his best friend, Dennis (David Sullivan), a wine distributor and fellow recovering alcoholic from whom he steals wine and girls.

When a new girl comes to town, she expresses more interest in Chip than in Dennis, and for good reason: she’s the sister of the man Chip killed, and she’s come to Venice to find him. London (Ruth Kearney) falls in love with Chip, having postponed her wedding to a fiancé that Chip knows nothing about. London must have been very, very compelled by the fact that Chip wouldn’t let a potential dot com millionaire sponsor for his store, Topher (Christopher Mintz-Plasse), take advantage of her as part of the deal.

It could also be that she’s forgiven him for what happened. I wonder how she’ll react when she finds out that he’d actually taken the blame for the accident caused by his soon-to-be ex-wife, Tilly (Heather Graham), to keep her career from being jeopardized.

What compelled me to watch the whole show in one sitting, besides the great soundtrack (composed by Stephen Malkmus), and besides the slow reveal of secret after secret, was Chip’s ability to be good, even when those around him didn’t have much faith in him. They had reason, of course — but this made Chip’s right decisions all the more powerful.

Flaked is a compelling character study of a man who creates a new identity for himself in a town that’s suited for him. Don Draper did essentially the same thing in Mad Men, only he wanted to escape his downtrodden home and family. Chip damaged his reputation in the process of taking the blame for his wife, so moving to a new town would make sense. Of course, his lie catches up with him when London comes into the picture, but at least there’s forgiveness at the heart of their interactions; it would be a shame, not to mention boring, if she sought to take revenge on him.

As it is, London’s seeing him as a human trying to better himself after what he did, even admiring him for it — even though it’s a lie, even though he didn’t actually kill anyone, the capacity to forgive is itself an admirable trait, even if she isn’t who she says she is, either. Forgiveness is redemptive because it entails giving someone a second chance. Flaked is a show about forgiving people who might not necessarily deserve to be forgiven — though isn’t that what makes it so redemptive?

The season ends with Dennis having found out about Chip stealing his wine and having hidden the truth about the accident from him for a whole decade. Their friendship is left unknown; where Dennis leaves Chip on a street corner, London appears, taking Chip’s hand and walking with him down a sidewalk lit by shop windows toward an unknown future. What we’re left with is a glimmer of hope that Venice will treat them well.

Taylor Hine is the senior contributor to This Recording. She is a writer living in Asheville. You can find an archive of her writing on This Recording here.

"A Part of You" - Ocean Jet (mp3)

"Breaking the Stones" - Ocean Jet (mp3)

In Which We Gather Our Angels and Diablos

Things Have Changed

by DICK CHENEY

Arrested Development
creator Mitchell Hurwitz

A lot of the time I secretly believe my wife Lynne does not actually know if something is funny, and that she only laughs because she presumes it humors others or reminds her of something genuinely funny. Last night in a moody fit of rage reminiscent of how I first binged on Oreos and pork rinds at the age of seven, I viewed the entire Netflix-exclusive season of Mitchell Hurwitz's Arrested Development. The first thing my wife said was, "Isn't Ron Howard embarrassed to go on television looking like that?" and the second thing she said was, "You actually find this type of humor appealing?"

you know what this show needed? More of a ginger who can't act

I responded only with a flip remark, as has always been my metier, telling her, "You're ruining this for me." Some people only want to relive experiences they had in the past; others are comfortable in an uncertain future. For obvious reasons none of the members of the Bluth family were able to shoot any scenes together. (Except for Will Arnett because he's being blackballed by the rest of the industry for cheating on Amy Poehler.)

The clear decision should have been: we cannot have a show if people only interact with their friends and family on the phone, right? Let's forget a new season and focus on distributing our old episodes in Korea, where the kid who played Annyong Bluth can become the superstar he was destined to be.

they should have gotten the telephone industry to fund this

When I really think of what the jokes in Arrested Development are about, I start to sympathize with Lynne. After all, she does not complain when I jerk off and rewatch Millennium, all the while dropping pertinent facts like, "Did you know Lance Hendrikson is illiterate?" or "Jesus Chris Carter was a fucking hack POS."

Jeffrey Tambor hasn't had material this bad since...I forgot what I was going to say
Here is an early list of what all the jokes in Arrested Development are about:

Lucille drinks too much.

Michael's relationship with his son is too suffocating.

Will Arnett is wearing the same v-neck in every episode.

Tobias doesn't know he makes puns.

Everything Michael Cera says is funny, don't try to make sense of it or note that the delivery is identical in every instance.

fortunately they shoot most of her scenes in low light or half nude

Powerful people are hypocrites.

Lindsey is an idiot.

Buster doesn't realize how powerful the hand that Army gave him is.

Ben Stiller actually married that woman and demanded she be employed before he agreed to the project.

Liza Minnelli is disgusting. (She's not.)

Isla Fisher is disgusting. (...)

the wig is not not working for you Portia

Also, for some reason the George Sr. episode only featured one of these tropes and was otherwise completely serious except for identical twin gags, known historically as the lowest comedy there is.

people complain there are no minorities on our show, so let's make them Republicans!!! that'll teach them to stop whining about white privilege

Time has changed the other Bluth family members only for the worse. Buster's compulsive behavior has reached a frightening nadir before an African-American woman slanders his lovemaking after he murders thousands; Michael is tired, sad and a dick to the most important person in his life; George Michael is a boorish, cowardly and sexual capable liar; Lindsey becomes a prostitute and cuts her fantastic hair into a mere clump; Tobias starts dating a crack addict and is designated a sex offender; same goes for Maeby; Lucille 1 goes to jail and Gob continues to pretend to be gay for some unclear reason.

love ur style maeby

Every time someone repeats that familiar and odious cliche to me, announcing as if it had never been pronounced before, "Ah think people don't change," my loins ache and my stomach grows queasy. If that's true, then how is Anthony Weiner not sexting some coed while his wife goes on and on about the NSA leaks, waiting in vain for her husband to make a semi-decent oral joke about a whistleblower? But that isn't happening, instead Mr. Weiner is running for mayor. People do change, you just only acknowledge that shift when it suits you.

The longer you spend among those who only agree with you, the bigger the bubble becomes. After seeing the President once pull Susan Rice's pants down during an innocent game of Twister, do you honestly think anyone has the balls to contradict him during a meeting? Then again, if I had access to audio recordings of Peggy Noonan around her home, you can bet I'd listen to them with this expression on my face the entire time.

So yes, it is disappointing to find the Bluths roughly where we left them. Part of the gag is that they never learn, I suppose, but that just reinforces the idea that the show is more about wacky concepts than real people, and that I was not supposed to be turned on when the boy did that to his cousin.

More than the others, it is Maeby who I found myself most disappointed in. She wasn't like them, not only because she was not genetically related to the family itself, but because she was successful in all the aspects of life the adults were not. Instead of making anything positive come from this story, she is now just fodder for jokes about women being bad at math.

tony wonder is suddenly the only thing that matters. who's that woman?

There's a really weird scene in this version of Arrested Development where magician Tony Wonder (Ben Stiller) and his real life wife, Christine Taylor are sitting on a bed together. The two discuss tricking Gob, but it is more how easy it is for the two to be together that caught my attention. For a few days I could not get this image out of my head. Even though it was not part of the scene, it is so rare to see not only actors in the same room on Arrested Development but two people genuinely comfortable in another's presence, that I started to realize what I was missing. Two seconds later Ron Howard started loudly talking again, telling a joke only he found funny.

because what everyone wanted from this new season was...Dietrich Bader

After about the fifth or so episode, a particular loathing begins to intrude on the proceedings. It's roughly the same feeling one gets after eating a bowl of ice cream. The bowl was so good you immediately want more. You start to eat the new episodes of what you have been told is the same flavor of ice cream, but the ice became warm and sour merely through the passage of time. I don't know why anybody would put yogurt in their body.

on some level was this just an excuse to give Carl Weathers some extra spending money?

For some reason Hollywood satire is the main thread through all of this. There was this William Goldman essay where he estimated that like 3/4ths of the plays on Broadway at that time were musicals about people putting on musicals. What makes Arrested Development even worse at this overwrought genre is that the only person actually purporting to be in this industry is Ron Howard, and he is not looking great these days, although to be fair it was not as bad when he sat next to Brian Grazer.

hey, it's set design that doesn't look like it took five minutes
There was a moment for this kind of self-indulgent bullshit; but just as the original run of the show took place before its chaotic style became commonplace, this iteration just reminds us of how dated the essential subject matter is. Lampooning rich people is all in good fun until it turns out we're all worse off for the comparison. Arrested Development remains the whitest show on television, and Franklin seems a lot more racist in retrospect. Even the fiery Spanish couple looks like they were cast in Santa Monica.

that's not a "joke", George Michael, that's a moustache
After I finished these little 30 minute abominations, I had this vision of an old, decrepit Veronica Mars, where the guy who played her dad, his face has rotted, and Kristen Bell's post-baby body is a mere 7/10. I don't want to live in that world. I hope that world is buried somewhere under Joss Whedon's ego.

Dick Cheney is the senior contributor to This Recording. He is a writer living in an undisclosed location where Isla Fisher can never find him.

"Echo or Encore" - Eleanor Friedberger (mp3)

"You'll Never Know Me" - Eleanor Friedberger (mp3)

The new album from Eleanor Friedberg is entitled Personal Record, and it was released on June 4th from Merge Records.