Though they’ve faltered a bit in recent years, the Simpsons are hilarious satire. I’ve always admired the following they achieved. From the intellectual upper-class to the working-class, everybody loves the Simpsons. The best art can be consumed on multiple levels–the six-year-old and the sixty-eight-year-old professor both find merit in it.
But I deviate from the point: they’re making a Simpsons movie (thanks, Tagliners).
I adore the Simpsons now, but I’ve never really enjoyed the first two seasons and the central theme of “Bart Simpson, underachiever” that they contained.
I think the Conan O’Brien years following that were probably the best.
And I miss Phil Hartman.