The Heart, She Holler

Let me begin by stating that this show leaves a very distinct impression the first time you see it. If you have any reservations about... well, just about anything at all, you should probably not bother. This is for the truly uninhibited imagination and for that reason, it will never be very popular.

However, for those of us who are up at that time of night and require a little bit more mental stimulation beyond the standard "Family Guy"/"Robot Chicken" pop-culture-reference dreck, this shines out like a filthy golden dildo of truth through the cracks in the mummified vagina of late night television.

Watch if you dare.

UPDATE (1-7-14): I recently purchased the DVD set of PFFR's first Adult Swim contribution, Xavier Renegade Angel. If you've already given into the sweaty, meat-flavored temptation of The Heart, She Holler, save yourself a flavor and get the Xavier Renegade Angel DVD set on Amazon (right now only $4.99!). Try not to watch any of it on the internet first, as it should be seen/heard in the best possible quality (plus, anything this freakishly brilliant deserves your financial support). Then thank me when you realize that you're watching the best thing Adult Swim or PFFR have ever produced.

If someone dared David Lynch to make a show about rednecks that would be the weirdest, silliest, most salacious production ever, it would be this show. There's gore galore, sexual depravity, and rapid fire wordplay that will make your head spin (watch with subtitles so you don't miss any of it). The cast does a great job, especially Kristen Schaal -- but her replacement, Amy Sedaris, is even better. She can do grotesque like nobody's business. And Judith Roberts as Meemaw -- OMG, hilarious AND terrifying!

In short: You will either love it or hate it. Is it utterly brilliant or utterly stupid? Yes.

This show is all at once avant garde,transgressive, satirical, but also a spoof of avant garde transgressive satire. Its blue and smart and dumb and raises questions that make you thing as well as making you think ", did a show this poorly constructed actually make me think so deeply". If you're strapped for time but want to watch something of quality but need it to be easy and make help you wind down at the end of the day then you need to plug this show in once or twice a week. I wrote this review drunk, but as a final last pitch, I would describe it as basically what it would be like if George Saunders huffed gasoline and was dropped off in Eastern Tennessee and had a savant/autistic kid with Steve King. Sold yet? Glad I could sell you on it.

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