The Unlikely Origins of Jon Glaser’s Neon Joe: Werewolf Hunter
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As Neon Joe: Werewolf Hunter begins its second season, Jon Glaser’s eponymous hero is enjoying what many of us are pining for right now: a reset. Having completed in season one his life’s mission of hunting down his father—also a werewolf—Neon Joe departed the town of Garrity, Vermont for new horizons and fresh adventures. He is now no longer a werewolf hunter but a “regular duck hunter” and the drably dressed proprietor of a tropical-themed bar, Oahu Joe’s. It’s a new, quieter life for Joe, that of a small businessman in a community free of paranormal activity. Or so he’d like to believe.
“This season is going to be very different from season one,” Glaser told Paste in a recent interview. “It’s a whole new cast, a whole new town. There’s multiple towns and locations this season, as opposed to just staying in one town in season one. Cleve [Steve Little] is the only returning character, everyone else is new. We decided to just make a clean break.”
That clean break gets sullied early in the season premiere, which airs tonight on Adult Swim, when an unusual foe steps foot in Oahu Joe’s. “We’ll meet a rival werewolf hunter whose name is Plaid Jeff,” Glaser said, “who dresses in a really stylish tweed jacket.” Jeff and Joe have a dark history involving Joe’s long-lost love, a history that gets much darker by the premiere’s end. Only the first two episodes were made available to critics, but suffice it to say that Joe quickly ends up in prison, surrounded by Nazis and forced to fight for his life. Or, at least, to play the bass for his life, an act that is of course sufficient in the Neon Joe universe to win over a bunch of violent gangsters.
You needn’t have watched season one to pick up season two, whose five episodes air every night this week at midnight. Like many of its peers on Adult Swim, including Glaser’s own Delocated, Neon Joe is the sort of high-concept half-hour that doesn’t ask you to suspend your disbelief so much as it wills you into a state of suspension. The first season saw Joe—an eyepatched, folksy, vaguely Cajun-accented predator of a man—face up against werewolves, shrink-ray-equipped aliens and ultimately his own father, all with the same emotional sincerity and no-nonsense delivery. Season two promises new friends and enemies and a wider narrative scope, but the show’s peculiar sense of humor remains constant. There are plenty of emblematic moments in the first two episodes alone, but I think one in particular seems to epitomize the Neon Joe sensibility: When a jury foreman reads the verdict sending him to prison, Joe is so shocked that he drops the cucumber he’s been snacking on. The camera zooms in on the cucumber as it falls, in slow motion, smashing into the floor in a splash of vegetable guts. If you’re into courtroom cucumbers, then this just might be the show for you.