"Unhitched": No, no, no.

By Jason Snell – March 3, 2008

Fox is about to unleash Unhitched on the masses, and I’ve woken from my slumber to recall the show’s original pilot, which I watched last summer.

It’s terrible. And not just terrible, but detestable to a degree I felt for only a few shows. Gossip Girl, I wanted to stomp into a million pieces. And second on my list? Unhitched.

One of the things that bugs me about shows like Unhitched, which boasts the Farrelly Brothers as executive producers (a fact that Fox touts in all its ads for the show), is that to criticize it is to open yourself up for comments that you’re a prude, or you simply “don’t get edgy comedy.”

What a load of crap.

Yes, Unhitched is bawdy. But it’s also not remotely funny. You know what? If something brings the laughs, I don’t care if it’s incredibly filthy. As numerous films produced by Judd Apatow have taught us recently, you can be funny and raunchy and it can be a wonderful thing.

Unhitched is not funny. It’s crass and dumb and ugly.

I love Tim Goodman, the San Francisco Chronicle’s TV critic, but then he says something stupid like this: “Of course, if you’re going to laugh at ‘Unhitched,’ you need to loosen the hell up. That’s an absolute requirement.”

Of course, if you’re going to laugh at Unhitched, you better be watching a different show. One that’s actually funny, which doesn’t lead off with a charming joke involving a character being raped by a monkey. One with characters that don’t feel like cardboard cut-outs stolen from a paintball target range. One which doesn’t squander poor Rashida Jones, Jim’s ex-girlfriend from The Office, and make you feel sorry for her because she’s gone from such a classy, funny show to such a sad piece of televised excrement.

Now let me rephrase that for you Unhitched writers out there: Your show is a piece of shit. There, I said it. Edgy, wasn’t it?