Wait -- is that ME laughing at Rob Lowe????!!!
HARK — I hear … confusion.
I don’t understand — why am I laughing at … Rob Lowe?
Worse — is that me laughing with him? Moments after rolling my eyes and groaning at the trailer, featuring him dancing, goofily?
This couldn't be me — could it? — actually rolling right into a second episode of a Rob Lowe show? Then a third, a fourth, a fifth…
Netflix, what have you done to my pride???
Here's the thing about Unstable: Rob Lowe is actually OK, and he's the worst thing in it. This show features some great nerd humor, smart — yeah, sometimes too smart — writing in the vein of The Good Place, maybe even The Office.
And, unlike pretty boy Rob, the cast — OK, except for his son, John Owen Lowe, who plays his son — is a little weird-looking, like slightly older art school or band kids. And they are … funny as hell!
Especially Sian Clifford, who plays the cruel-witted Anna, the CFO of Dragon; if this British actress looks vaguely familiar, it’s because her sister is the star of Fleabag.
In this startup-gone-mad show, Aaron Branch as the chief butt kisser and Rachel Marsh and Emma Ferreira as brilliant-but-quirky (theme of the show) scientists also generally crush it. The entire cast rips through the snappy, smart dialogue at breakneck speed; when jokes don’t land, doesn’t matter, they’re already in the middle of another.
Fred “Portlandia” Armisen adds his weird humor (actually a bit restrained, here) as a kidnapped psychiatrist.
The Lowes created the show and the son is one of the main writers and I have learned a lesson and will never again base my experiences on the past and will watch everything put in front of me from her on in with a fresh, untampered mind!
Well, maybe not, but this Unstable is funny stuff.