With Steve Carell?
Now, hold on, I know I’m on the trailing edge of Pop Culture but bear with me for a moment.
When I first heard of The Office, I heard good tidings. I loved Office Space, and, well, they’re both comedies with “Office” in the title, so it must be good too right? So I eagerly put one of the season’s DVD’s on my Netflix queue, and sit by the window with my tongue out awaiting its arrival.
Now, I normally like “dry” humor. But this show was dry like the Sahara. It was worse than the Sahara, because at least the Sahara has oasis… oasises? (wow, never had to spell that one before). I sat through an episode and a half before I fell into that void where you forget your name and the existence of anything going on around you.
I briefly snapped out of it, which was just enough time for me to regain control of myself and hoist the devil’s tool into its appropriate sleeve & postage pre-paid envelope, casting it into the fiery pits from whence it came. Nary did I lend another thought to the matter, until today…
Routinely logging onto Netflix, I notice on my “personalized” recommendations page… wait, is that? It can’t be… (Bet you can’t guess what it was by now)
Yes, it was The Office. The Office, I spat at thee and you dare come back for more? Talk about a glutton for pain!
But wait! It has… Steve Carell? I love Steve Carell! Is this some cunning manipulation of my imagination to torture me further?
I rub my eyes and by the heavens, it is real! So now I sit by the window in equal anticipation of the second round of likely, but not guaranteed, disappointment. And it fills my heart with joy. I have read some of the reviews, and while many of the favorable ones are by those who enjoyed the British version, I still cling to my hope that there is yet life to be enthused into the concept of office-based humor, and that Steve Carell has done it. Will I be vindicated?