I’m a lover of farce. Perhaps it’s the kid in me, or my resistance to aging. Whatever it is, I like it. If you can’t laugh at silly shit, you suck.
I spotted Wet Hot American Summer: First Day of Camp on Netflix just as my epic Friends binge was coming to an end. And thank goodness because there’s nothing worse than trudging aimlessly through so many inaccurately rated films and TV series. I’m willing to try (almost) everything once, so I decided to watch the pilot episode.
It was—um—bizarre. I didn’t love it, but I didn’t hate it. I was in total Netflix purgatory. Fence-sitting, questioning whether I should stay or go. I know you’ve been there before. Oh what a dilemma.
I decided I would keep my distance for a couple of days. You know, to gather my thoughts, really contemplate what it was that I wanted out of this whole thing. Was I willing to commit? Or were my indecisiveness and lack of immediate enthusiasm signs of what would soon become a stale affair?
The following day I found I could stay as far away from Netflix as possible, but I could not stop thinking about the series. Thoughts of it swelled up in my head, until I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. So I brought it up in conversation. And I am ever so glad I did.
The series was a prequel to a movie that had come out in 2001. It seems Wet Hot American Summer, the movie, did not do too well at the time. Farce as it may be, perhaps people found it too goofy, too silly. Maybe people were still shaken up by the Y2K fiasco. Maybe our society has since evolved into having a better sense of humor. Maybe people aren’t as uptight? Were we uptight before? I don’t know I was only 16. And let’s be honest, I didn’t even know the movie existed.
No, I think what’s most fascinating about the series is that it casts the same actors it did 14 years ago. Think about that: A prequel airing 14 years later with the same actors. A prequel. Um, fuck yeah that’s pretty cool.
Oh, by the way, the movie covers in 97 minutes all the events that happen on the last day of camp. And yes, as the title suggests, the series covers the first day of camp in eight episodes.
And—with such an awesome cast, I would typically sit here and list who you can expect to see, but fuck that. You’ve got reason enough to watch it. Let the cast be an added bonus that you can see for yourself.
So yeah, I’m a lover of farce. For that fact alone I have enjoyed watching Wet Hot American Summer: First Day of Camp. If you’re intrigued, watch the movie first. Then go and watch the series and see how things fall into place.