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It's the same old "That's sooo random, dude!" fare that Adult Swim serves up with reckless abandon... It has no meaning and no story at all and "random" is the highest accolade it can possibly achieve.
As Spinal Tap's David St. Hubbins says, "It's such a fine line between the stupid and the clever." Metalocalypse, unfortunately, waffles between the two.
Like so many death-metal songs, the episodes are manic and short (about 12 minutes apiece), but that's fine; humor this enjoyably unrestrained is best taken in small doses.
Metalocalypse shows a fair amount of promise, but is a long way from establishing the kind of riffs necessary to make it worthy of holding up your cigarette lighter and bobbing your head up and down.
Despite the promising kitsch of '80s hair band nostalgia and the hilarity of Murderface's squared-off afro, Metalocalypse suffers from a lack of smart humor and a plot that never really takes off.
Rarely as funny as it wants to be, Metalocalypse makes up for it with its guest stars and awesome musical sequences. In fact, it's almost as if the show was pitched solely as a reason to put out a CD.
Mixing cult conspiracies with apocalyptic events might not be an obvious target for hilarity, but the pitch-black humor from Brendon Small and Tommy Blacha is infectious.