If the current array of animation shows on TV were a real family, The Simpsons, obviously, would be The Daddy, Family Guy the bratty teen and South Park, perhaps, the smart-aleck kid. But what of King Of The Hill? Although the sweetest and, occasionally, the smartest of the bunch, it tends to be treated like a distant, dumb cousin. Even if under its homespun Southern charm lie gems like the following:
Hank: “Soccer was invented by European ladies to keep them busy while their husbands do the cooking.”
Bobby: “Why do you have to hate what you don’t understand?”
Hank: “I don’t hate you, Bobby.”
Bobby: “I meant soccer.”
Hank: “Oh. Oh yeah. I hate soccer. Yes.”
Season three sees the show continue to stretch its awkward limbs to new comedic heights (Hank is sexually harassed by a dolphin; Dale believes his lawnmower was stolen by Lee Harvey Oswald), and, as usual, it’s all underpinned with genuine affection, and buoyed by smart guest voices (Will Ferrell, Sarah Michelle Gellar and Billy Bob Thornton, among others). The only disappointment is the lack of any extras whatsoever, especially after the bonanza of goodies for the first two seasons. Nevertheless, this is fine, grown-up entertainment for those who get it.
BEST BIT Boomhauer speaks! Legibly! In the Rashômon-style discussions of “A Fire Fighting We Will Go.”