Emily and Andrew head back to Deep Water, Florida (along with some Miami interlude) for episode 2 of MAXIMUM BOB, which does indeed involve a (living) white woman trying to force a dead Black girl's ghost into her body so that actual child can lose her virginity to a gentleman of the living white woman's choosing. They don't actually have the scenes talking about it because the girl's consent is never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever considered. Barf. Also R. Lee Ermey guest stars and technically gives the best performance on the show so far. Only five more.

From the producers of WILD WILD WEST comes MAXIMUM BOB, Emily and Andrew's latest trek into ABC dreck, this time after they were bought out by the Mouse House. So the racism, sexism, and classism are all Mickey-approved. Beau (Jeff's agent didn't even respond) Bridges stars as an average Republican judge who wants to execute his way into the governor's mansion. Other people are in it, though they don't put it on their sizzle reels either. It's terrible, our hosts aren't thrilled (Andrew less so because he has to complain about Barry Sonnenfeld's hacky tv direction), but they get through it. And are terrified for what comes next.

Andrew and Emily complete the arduous task of watching THREE'S A CROWD, discovering the series's last ditch attempt at renewal--which involves giving Mary Cadorette material again (sort of)--almost makes for a tolerable sitcom. Of course, there's also some terrible material to talk about, but it's offset by the show realizing Vicki can do things! On screen even! Plus, Jessica Walter does show for the finale, which means good outfits that she better have gotten to keep.