On Friday, via the sublime TV Squad, comes a rumor that CBS might cancel the sitcom How I Met Your Mother, because of middling ratings and the continuing inability of television executives to determine what is actually funny. If you haven’t seen it, it’s on Monday nights at seven o’clock Central (Because only Kansas City time actually matters. People on the coasts can just deal.)
The show, aimed squarely at the Gen X crowd, is an ensemble comedy about five New Yorkers on the dating scene in their late twenties who hang out at bars a lot. In contrast to other CBS sitcoms like Two and a Half Men and The King of Queens, the writing on the show is actually funny. Not the mindless or mean kind of funny, either – instead of the traditional setup/punchline setup/punchline format for jokes, the funny is instead culled from character, plot, and wit, as well as several recurring bits from previous shows. And heaping helpings of popular culture – many sitcoms never reference anything topical in fear of becoming dated; HIMYM is filled with Star Wars, sports, and technological references. It’s easily one of the funniest shows on television. It’s not like any other show, either. (Except for perhaps Scrubs, but without the maudlin parts where JD learns a Life Lesson and indie guitar music plays over the cast montage. I hate those parts.) The first season is on DVD, so if you haven’t seen it, add it to the Netflix queue and get on board.
But of course, some executive over at CBS doesn’t get the show and it’s on the verge of cancellation. There’s an online petition to save HIMYM, which I’ve already signed.
Save the Barney, Save the World!