It seems the third season will be different, as Cage Neale hears talking about her imagination, which brings him back to the idea of sexual insecurity, while everyone in the office seems preoccupied with the topic of sex that has already occurred and Billy and Renee feel the only person who can work.
An hour long and laugh-track free, it certainly stretches the definition of TV comedy. In the abstract, it is probably easier to think of it as a drama with humor. But it is, after all, very funny.
The fact is that I just don't care about any of these characters anymore. While they used to be endearingly offbeat, now they're just annoyingly strange.
Kelley is capable of taking the dramedy and making a much bigger mark. So when I witness his oeuvre veering from once-insightful observations of contemporary women into male fantasies of female eroticism, infantalized women... I want to scream.
