Detroiters, How We Missed You
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Detroiters is back! And while it’s not exactly better than ever, it’s at least as good as ever, which is pretty damn good. When the Comedy Central series about two rambunctious Detroit ad men (and best friends) debuted last year, it quickly established itself as one of television’s most unabashedly silly shows, a sitcom with all the aesthetic trappings of sketch comedy—operatic bursts of emotion, cartoonish side characters, whimsical flights of narrative fancy—that alchemically coalesce into full, often moving half-hour stories. In Detroiters, silliness is not a way of accenting seriousness; it is a triumph over seriousness, a bold and brightly colored affirmation that yes, actually, life is pretty funny.
Which is not to say it is frivolous—Detroiters, I mean, but life too. Superficially a show about two buddies (Tim Robinson’s Tim Cramblin and Sam Richardson’s Sam Duvet) making dumb lo-fi commercials for Detroit businesses, Detroiters is deeply interested in friendship—whether it can survive the stresses of growing up and apart, how it adapts to the demands of a business partnership—and family. Season one’s finest episodes, “Happy Birthday Mr. Duvet” and “Husky Boys,” were both about Sam and Tim’s respective attempts to win their fathers’ approval—a cliché that blossoms, in Detroiters’ joyously twisted world, with renewed vitality. If Sam and Tim are larger than life, then their fathers are larger than larger than life, each imbued by Obba Babatundé and Kevin Nash with generous warmth, wit and stature. (Babatundé returns in season two; Nash does not appear in the episodes made available to critics, but fingers crossed.) That generosity is one of Detroiters’ greatest strengths: while its stakes are often (and effectively) exaggerated, its characters, with rare exceptions, are rooted in an emotional reality; every major player is allowed the dignity and texture of an inner life.