SO. MUCH. FUN.
Season 1 felt original, inventive, clever; Season 2 rather meh; Season 3, however, is tripping the lights fantastic!
Admittedly, it's shooting fish in a teeny tiny barrel, replete as it is with Generation X catnip like mallrats, muscle cars, poofy hair, parachute pants, multiple references to Phoebe Cates, and reverberative/wall-to-wall 1984-1985 Top 40 pop-synth hits, but who the heck cares?!?
Clothes-pin that playing card to the spokey front fork of your Schwinn already and LET'S R-R-R-R-RIDE, MAN!
And P.S., do yourself a favor, would ya? Download the soundtrack. I promise, you'll be She-Boppin' and beboppin' for a week's worth of showers.
