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Weeds: Season Two
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DVD Cover Information Actor: Mary-Louise Parker Director: Burr Steers, Tucker Gates Brand: Lions Gate DVD: Region Code 1 Audio: English (Unknown); English (Subtitled); Spanish (Subtitled); English (Original Language); Spanish (Original Language) Format: AC-3, Closed-captioned, Color, Dolby, DVD, NTSC, Subtitled, Widescreen Picture Format: 1.78:1 Running Time: 283 minutes DVD Release Date: 2007-07-24 Audience Rating: Unrated Studio: Lionsgate Product features: - Condition: Average
- Format: DVD
- AC-3; Closed-captioned; Color; Dolby; DVD; Subtitled; Widescreen; NTSC
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Movie Reviews of Weeds: Season TwoMovie Review: Move On Summary: 1 Stars
This was tough one for me. I praised season 1 of Weeds simply because the quirky characters and originality of the concept trumped the childish depravity. Alas, Season 2 gives you more of the same times two and that's the problem: they pushed the envelope and it's not funny anymore. Let's see, suburban matrons like Elizabeth Perkins cheat on their husbands and do it with wackos like Kevin Nealon. See, Elizabeth is the GOP caricature, a Fascist homemaker doing all these positions with Kevin, the local Liberal. In fact, other than Perkins, the characters look as if they just stepped out of a Move On. Org meeting where they discuss Dick Chaney's need to kill as many Americans as possible in order to corner the rhubarb market. Dastardly!
In one middle-school debate, the writers put a hate Bush speech in a little cherubs mouth. Ughhh! Okay, I get it: there's no alternative for poor mom in this evil USA but to be a priestess of bud. Sigh! It's no longer a comedy when you can't feel sorry for mom, can't relate to the morons that inhabit California, and when you can't help but feel terribly sorry for the kids that live there and the child actors that have to act out adult fetishes, then you understand: what's funny to Hollywood types ain't funny to real people.
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