The Heart, She Holler

The stuff you'll see in this 15 minute show will tear open a part of your psyche that was used in primordial times to defend against the creeping darkness of nonexistence. It's not for the faint at heart or the strong at heart but for the cowardly pond scum that need the answers to the great mysteries of the universe but are afraid to raise their hands in class for fear of losing them to ceiling fans. It's terrible. It's wonderful. It's full of groaning puns, devilish wordplay and scene after scene of Lynch/Cronenberg body horror and mysticism but like scribbled in an eight grader's notebook and set on fire in a trashcan filled with Sloppy Joe leavings. . . It's a grotesque gargoyle baby. It's also funny, and unwatchable. What I'm trying to say is PFFR. You should already know if this is worth watching from the title alone.

This show is at least, unconfortable and cruel. Is a piece of hell on your screen, a trip to the horror of our human condition, guided by the hands of the worst god even imagined by the craziest beign. Is not a fun ride, is a torture to be suffer and delighted.

"The Heart, She Holler" is a 2011 live-action adult swim series revolving around the extremely rural town of the Heartshe Holler, run by Hoss Holler. At the time of his death, he lives a video will entrusting the safety and well being of the Holler to his son Hurlan who was "tucked away in a hidey hole when he wasn't be one minute old".

Hurlan's main job post Hoss's departure is to protect the town secret that no one is really aware off and prevent his sisters Hearshe and Hambrosia from gaining control of the Holler.

The show is really something of a head scratcher, it's not completely terrible (something that's quite rare for live action adult swim programming), but it's not necessarily that great either.

Maybe the show's faults will be rectified come the second season which is to air sometime in September of 2013

It sucked that Kristen Schaal left after the first season but they managed to get the only person who could replace her, Amy Sedaris.

I was all set to write a "legit" review of "The Heart, She Holler," but after reading the jaw-dropping first entry, then many of the subsequent offerings, I feel that I only have one unique thing to contribute:

Although this show is meant to be comedy, albeit of the creepy, weird voodoo variety, I find Patton Oswald's performance of the character Hurlan, the man-child raised in complete isolation, punctuated with moments of true and genuine heartbreak, as he tries time and time again, to connect with somebody... anybody. The show is interesting, but when either Hurlan or the witch Mother are on the screen, it simply jumps,erupting into new life. It is then that the show leaps to a completely new and higher level.

ADDENDUM: After viewing the third season, I just have to say that this trippy, hypnotic project is a thing of beauty and true genius.