Reviews

Though never a target demographic for most of his material, I thought I would take a chance on watching James during a late night bout with insomnia. I used to be interested in electronic music back in the days when Frankie Knuckles was still a novelty, but then I got a life. I enjoyed watching the series end-to-end to kill that time, even though the surrounding characters seemed under-developed. I thought Jamar was the most interesting subplot, but wanted a bit more detail which was never explained. It would seem that a coherent plot line is unimportant to this type of satire, but in this case "Diplo is a dope" is well-established by the first episode and unnecessarily beaten to death by the second, and there was little more than that by the final episode. Worst of all, James just can't seem to pull that satire off. Even in the series' most playful moments he seems the least so, weighing down the rest of the cast's performances. Plus, watching unusually long shirtless and pant-less sequences of him led to a lot of fast forwarding. If you are a 40-44 year old woman who just can't get enough of six degrees of separation from Dawson's Creek, than this might be for you, otherwise, watch at your latest convenience.