
Originally Posted by
JM1878
There are two gutsy ideas at work in "Springfield Up": It's the first flashback show where the flashbacks are actively at play with the present (rather than relegating the present to wraparound status), and I would say it's the first format-bender where the bend is a setpiece rather than the true focus of the show's action ("Nuestro Jomer" is arguable, but hallucinatory subject matter notwithstanding, it's the visuals that are revolutionary, not the story). I'm not convinced that either succeeds, but "Springfield Up" plays its trump cards -- different character models, seventies jokes and in-jokes about the future -- as well as it can.
I suppose an episode like this has seemed inevitable since Mike Reiss spoke wistfully about the notion of a "Simpsons Babies" spinoff on some commentary track or other, but it's easy to see why a series like that wouldn't have worked: Like most of the more celebrated episodes from recent seasons, this one plays hard to its core audience at the expense of casual viewers. To be fair, the show's creators clearly seem aware of this problem, hence the extreme absurdity that is the .44 magnum massage. And this episode compensates by hitting all the show's best-honed comic notes -- particularly misdirection (Disco Sea Captain), the infectious extension (twelve o'clock) and Stan Daniels turns (the quick cut to kids) beautifully.*
It's good that the comedy works when it does, because flashback episodes and assaults on fluffy feature reporting are both well-trodden territory for "The Simpsons," and while both should have plenty of material left to mine, this episode doesn’t have much new to say about early Homer/Marge (inevitably the focus of the former plot) or documentarians. It was a credible reinvention of previous jabs, just as "Behind the Laughter" reinvented the "138th" and the spinoff show by means of dead-on style parody, and human-interest documentarians who screw their subjects are certainly topical. But since the show abandons its still-fertile concept pretty early on in terms of the action, it's forced to stand on its character-based satire, and there just wasn’t much of any.
New tableaux of brilliant, talented Marge sacrificing her dreams for Homer don't add much to the existing dozens of examples we have (though I was tickled by Homer's artistic pursuits, which ring true to anyone with a liberal arts education). And Eric Idle does a solid job, but by the end of the first act, even people who haven't seen him before well understand that he's venal, backbiting and a little poncey. These are all things we've seen from Brockman time and again, and like a "Simpson, eh?" eventually it's behavior that begs something new.
Since the show does finally acknowledge the link that tends to form between documentarian and subject, I would have been more interested to see that explored more fully than just basic friendship with Moe and the standard treacle ending (which, considering how easy it was to see coming, took us too long to arrive at). Compassion and internal conflict are things we've never seen from any of the newsmen or women on "The Simpsons," and considering how much Declan is in this episode, at least some of the time he spends snickering could have been better spent more fully realizing the dimension of his character that is tacked on as a third-act conversion here.
Besides its reminder that newsmen are people, too, this episode's particularly vitriolic assertion that family (and, to a lesser extent, friendship) trump career success is the point on which I'm most conflicted. True, it is the mantra that makes the show work, but just like in real life, it’s one that can only be emphasized so much before it starts sounding desperate and sad. Besides the required ending, the two beats that absolutely hammer in a deep cynicism about the rewards of ambition and genius are those of Frink and the Cat Lady, and those two choices reflect an anti-intellectualism rarely seen on this show. The time machine didn't drive me as nuts as I'm sure it did Matt Groening, but my stomach turned when I saw the most positive example of a successful woman ever to appear on “The Simpsons” reduced to "that crazy cat lady," and vehicular manslaughter of the lonely man who invented a time machine reinforced that discomfort. I have to admit I was surprised to see such despair on this point; most of the show's writers are old enough to know how well they have it.
These particularly bitter notes reinforce just how hollow this episode feels at its core. It's been punched up quite well, and it's worth acknowledging that while the show's comic notes are all seen here, it's not just in terms of the tired one-note character jokes that haunt episodes like "Little Big Mom." But style parodies like "Behind the Laughter," or, say, the X-Files Episode "X-Cops," work because they don't implode on themselves. I'm not going to argue that "X-Cops" had more to say than this episode, but I wouldn't have wanted to watch "Behind the Laughter" if one act of documentary was followed by two acts of the Simpsons running away from VH-1, either.
3/5.
*Just as importantly in terms of what "The Simpsons" really does well, the adults acting (for the most part) quite credibly as kids does a decent job of compensating for the complete lack of child perspective from the usual sources, which would otherwise have cut the legs out from underneath this conceit.