Maybe I should say “the episode where Vasco da Gama becomes VASCO
DA GAMA”, just to emphasize it. After five episodes, we were starting
to get comfortable enough with doing a half-hour comedy show to throw out all
the rules we’d set up for it. From here on in, the series is all about
identifying our own rules, breaking them, and stomping on the broken pieces
just to make sure everybody saw what we did, so they could tell on us.
It’s been twenty years, so there’s no
sense waiting around for anyone to tell on us—I’ll do it myself. First of all,
the show doesn’t open with the familiar Vasco
theme song…although it does open with a better explanation of Vasco’s basic premise than any we’d come
up with so far. That figures. It also figures that the episode of the “Vasco da
Gama” sitcom that we wedged into the middle of this story is tighter and better
paced than any of its predecessors.
It really also figures that this episode
full of rule-breaking is the one that introduces one of Vasco’s character-defining
obsessions: his professional rivalry with (read, “hatred of”) Christopher
Columbus. No, I don’t know why it didn’t dawn on me sooner, but you can bet I
used the idea every chance I got after that. It is a sitcom, after all…well, the bit with Vasco in it is, anyway…what
I mean to say is that the part of Vasco
da Gama where Vasco da Gama plays Vasco da Gama is a sitcom, as opposed to
the part where Vasco da Gama plays himself, which is to say Vasco da Gama, but
doesn’t play Vasco da Gama, in the sense of Vasco da Gama playing Vasco da Gama…oh,
the heck with this; I’ve painted myself into a corner and I know it. You figure
it out.
There’s a lot more that I could say about this episode, but since
the whole thing is about stuff you didn’t see coming, that’d spoil the
surprise, now wouldn’t it? Go ahead—click on the link. You can always ask me
about anything that piques your curiosity by writing in the lonely empty
“comments” section at the bottom of this post.
Okay, I’ll tell you ONE thing. Around the
7:30 mark, you’ll hear a rather peculiar proposal for funeral arrangements. It’s
not really meant to be a joke—this is more or less how I want to go.
Hm…maybe you won’t be so eager to
ask me anything more when you find out what I’m talking about there. Sorry about
that.
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