One in many shows that run after “South Park”, “Halfway Home” continued that tradition. Sorry, to clarify, the tradition is that you get as many people to stop watching Comedy Central as possible. I will admit I watched this whole series because I was in high school; I was in my room with a tiny television and no remote. I set the dial (there wasn’t a dial) and lay in bed with Comedy Central going all night. I didn’t just watch this show, I liked it. For a few years, I really liked all the shows they trotted out on Wednesday at 10:30. They were harmless fun, and decent little comedies. They were I think designed to run one season, except Sarah Silverman who managed three seasons. Anyway, let’s move on to talk about a bunch of criminals living in a house; exactly how imagine it goes in real life.
This is a show staring five adorable criminals and their creepy house dictator. They live in California and living blessed lives. Let’s look at a profile of these lovely people:
“Halfway Home” lasted for two months. It was just a small little blip on the screen of television…wait, that was a weird kind of joke sentence on accident. I’ve lost my train of thought now. I’m going to break the fourth wall and say that I’ve got two exams, three papers, and a speech to give tomorrow and Monday, so I’m kind of spacing here. I’ll leave you by saying that this show is okay. It’s worth the time to kill a week watching it. Not high praise, but it’s as good it deserves. I’d like to end with an great quote from Alan, that most people should follow. “I normally don’t have anything against the gays and the dark skinned peoples of the world, but I don’t want to live with them. And by live with them, I mean share the same zip code”