The great American tradition of preppy-jerk villains returned last week with the debut of “Wet Hot American Summer: First Day Of Camp.” The Netflix series, which consists of eight 30-minute episodes, is a prequel to the 2001 comedy film of the same name (minus the last part).
Over the past 14 years I’ve somehow managed to miss the film, which apparently has a cult following (generally a sign that it’s not particularly good). That’s probably because I don’t watch a lot of comedies. I love golf, but I don’t think “Caddyshack” is funny. I’m interested in ’60s college life, but I don’t think “Animal House” is funny. I think I’m funny. And cats. And I still think “Skin Deep” has the funniest physical comedy sequence in movie history.
But I’ve started watching the series, which is set in 1981 and features actor Josh Charles of “Dead Poets Society” as a preppy villain who wears three popped polo shirts at once, which, you must admit, is pretty funny.
Binge-watch the weekend away. — CC