On The Simpsons, And the Complexities of TV Nostalgia

I won’t be so arrogant as to assume you, the Paste reader, have internalized my work for this website. However, if you have, then you probably have a sense of what I write about with the greatest frequency. I write about The Simpsons, and I write about nostalgia topics. If a show had its heyday in the ‘90s, there is a good chance I’ve written about it, here or elsewhere. For two years I even ran a ‘90s pop culture podcast, called “Existential Parachute Pants.” In short, old pop culture and The Simpsons are really the things I have built my life around, in so many ways. And so of course I’ve come to realize that there is also a major intersection between nostalgia and The Simpsons. At this intersection is where things start to get complicated and tricky.
The Simpsons has been on since 1989, and unlike essentially every other show that was on the air in 1989, it’s still going. It will air its 600th episode in the upcoming season. The Simpsons existed in the ‘90s, the motherlode decade for nostalgia right now, and it exists in the present too. I’m certainly not alone in my love for the long-running series but many former fans now despise the show. This is partly because The Simpsons committed the greatest sin a TV show can commit: it stopped being what people wanted it to be. More to the point, it stopped living up to the vision people had created for it in their own heads. Ultimately, The Simpsons was crushed by the ardent, fervent nostalgia it generated.
“Classic Simpsons.” This is a phrase that’s impossible to miss on the internet, if you have even a passing knowledge of the show. Everybody has their own idea of what seasons constitute the “classic” period of the show. I personally feel like the show was at its best from Season Two through Season Nine, and many others feel similarly. However, not everybody has the same relationship to their own personal “Classic Simpsons” era. To some of us, it’s just the stretch of time where they show was at its best. It is my belief that Seasons Two through Nine of The Simpsons are better than anything in the history of television. But is the The Simpsons worthy of my contempt, or even my disinterest, simply because it’s not the “classic” version of itself anymore?
It’s true that the series hasn’t been the proverbial, heartbreaking work of staggering genius in recent years. But in watching the series today, I am capable of putting aside nostalgia and my love and fondness for the older, better days of The Simpsons, so as to view the show without bias. The series has been uneven, and yes, there have been bad episodes since as early as Season Eleven, and there will probably be more in the future. If you’re a fan of the show, you’ve encountered some truly terrible episodes, too—some that likely made you cringe, or made you angry. I can understand why some people may see these episodes as a betrayal. But they aren’t. They are well-meaning failures.
And of course there have been good episodes in the more recent seasons, too. A personal favorite is “All’s Fair in Oven War.” It’s from the sixteenth season, which is now over a decade old itself. And still, it’s true that this is a hit-or-miss show, that’s ultimately just pretty good. If it wasn’t The Simpsons, those of us still tuning in, probably wouldn’t be watching it regularly at all. But it is my fondness for the eras gone by, for my love of the older days of the show, then and now, that keeps me watching. In this way, The Simpsons is benefitting from my nostalgia, but I’d argue that this is counterintuitive to most people’s nostalgia-based impulses when it comes to the show. Because the show is not what it once was, it is no longer worth their time. In other words, they have been poisoned by their own nostalgia. Since The Simpsons is now rarely great, as opposed to always great, it has become, to many, a garbage show worthy of contempt. People who love The Simpsons most are some of its harshest critics. But so many of them literally haven’t watched the show in years, and yet still despise it for having the audacity to exist! It’s beyond unreasonable, holding the show to unfairly high standards because of one’s love for episodes like “Homer the Great” and “You Only Move Twice.” If one could simply view the show somewhat impartially, it’d be far more enjoyable. But nostalgia is so powerful as to negate such impartiality.
Of course, there’s the obvious argument to be made that my passion in defending the show stems from my own nostalgia for it. My love for the show has calcified, instead of dissipating. Fellow Simpsons lovers of a certain age all hit a point where the show wasn’t what we wanted it to be, and we each took one of the forks in the road, becoming further and further entrenched in our personal beliefs about the show we’d loved since we were children. I’m happy with the path I chose because it guarantees that I will not let my nostalgia turn toxic.