#kyle dooley

Stars: Mark Little, Kyle Dooley, Kayla Lorette

We are clearly living in a golden age for adult animation and in the middle of this new era it was clear that some great shows were inevitably going to go unnoticed by a lot of people. Gary and His Demons is unfortunately one of those shows that flies completely under the radar due to similarities to other shows.

This show is completely up my street, this is exactly my sense of humour. The show follows a demon hunter who over the years has become fed-up with his job and has slowly slipped into a pretty dark place. The juxtaposition of the creative demon designs and Gary’s couldn’t care less attitude is really funny and helps give the show a fresh feel.

Of course as an exploration of nihilism with a depressed protagonist done through animation inevitably this was going to draw comparisons to Rick and Morty especially with the season’s harsh and uncompromisingly brutal ending. Personally I don’t think the show ever quite escapes Rick and Morty’s admittedly large shadow but does manage to serve as a good substitute while it’s not on the air.

This is still a new show finding it’s voice. I’m curious to see if they decide to go for a season 2 or not as I think there is still some untapped potential with this idea.

Overall for fans of the new wave of adult animation check this out.

8/10

An imagined morning in the life of Kyle Dooley.

I am not Kyle Dooley. But, not a day goes by when some part of me doesn’t wish that I was. I will never actually know what it is like to be Kyle, Special Events Chair of AMP, but a girl can dream. Can I not?

It is approximately 8:00am, I wake. I put on my glasses and the world falls into focus. It is time to run.

“It is a bit chilly today, I think I’ll wear pants,” I think aloud. But what are pants, really? They may cover my legs. But never my soul. A soul that yearns to bring great, affordable entertainment to campus. A soul that yearns for Homebrews, Magician Norman Ng, Late Nite Family Fued and Club Swem in the near future. I have a soul that hungers for campus entertainment, a hunger that is only to be fulfilled by AMP.

I open the door to my apt. (because Kyle would def say apt.) and descend down the stairs. As I open the door, a cold breeze greets me from the other side.