Yes, there are rotary phones, VHS tapes, and hair band posters. But Son of a Critch doesn't use the 80s as a gimmick. It uses the era to show a time when kids had actual freedom (and actual danger). The jokes about smoking behind the shed or trying to buy a Penthouse magazine at the corner store hit a very specific, very funny nerve for Gen X and elder Millennials.
There’s a specific type of comfort that comes from watching a show where the stakes are low, the insults are witty, and the protagonist is constantly tripping over his own oversized feet. For me, that show right now is Son of a Critch . Son of a Critch
Mark Critch (the adult) playing Mike Critch (the father) is a meta act of genius. He isn’t playing a sitcom dad; he’s playing a tired, loving, sarcastic 1980s everyman. He doesn’t give pep talks; he gives reality checks. When young Mark says he wants to be a writer, Mike replies, "You mean a starving writer?" It’s brutal, but it’s love. Yes, there are rotary phones, VHS tapes, and
It’s currently streaming on (in Canada) and The CW (in the US). It’s the perfect palate cleanser after all the heavy, dark dramas we usually binge. The jokes about smoking behind the shed or
This isn't a laugh-track show where you’re told when to chuckle. The humor comes from character and misery. Young Mark’s attempts to impress a girl inevitably end with him covered in cafeteria slop. His attempts to fit in with the "cool kids" end with him accidentally starting a rumor about the principal. It is cringe-comedy done right—painful, but kind. A word on the heart Underneath the slapstick and the sarcasm, Son of a Critch is a deeply tender show. It deals with grief, financial struggle, and the fear of never fitting in. But it does so with a light touch.
If you haven’t stumbled onto this CBC (and CW) gem yet, allow me to offer a recommendation: clear your Sunday evening. You’re about to get hooked. Based on the bestselling memoir by comedian Mark Critch (yes, the guy from This Hour Has 22 Minutes ), the show is a semi-autobiographical look at growing up in 1980s St. John’s, Newfoundland.