Colleen Krueger

Warning! This is a super long and honest review. My review of How I Met Your Father After being an avid viewer of How I Met Your Mother, I was so excited when I heard that the spin-off, How I Met Your Father, was finally going to be made. My husband and I have watched HIMYM all the way through at least 4 times per year since we first saw it in 2017. It’s that good. So, obviously HIMYF has a lot to live up to. I really wanted to like How I Met Your Father. I went into it with a clear mind and with the knowledge that it may take a couple episodes to really be able to “buy in” to the story. The actors that portray these characters are some of my favorite actors and they even brought back that LEGENDARY apartment, so that aided and added to the excitement of a spin-off of one of my favorite shows. After watching the first episode my husband proclaimed that he thought it was “eh.” I urged him to watch another episode, the actors were just getting into character and maybe it will get better. So, we watched the second episode, and this is where I started to become disappointed. One thing we loved about HIMYM was that while it did contain grown-up humor, it did not accompany that humor with grotesque/raunchy scenes. They alluded that sex happened or the most that was seen was men without their shirts. The jokes were tasteful and safe for parents to watch in front of their kids without the fear that they would go repeat something bad at school. HIMYF on the other hand, did not even bother easing the viewers into the idea of crude humor. They just dove in. This is apparent in episode two when the girls are working out and Valentina says something about “crushing d**k.” Still, I really wanted to like this show and I looked passed that cringing moment. Last night, I turned on episode 3. The first half was okay, until they started talking about “bedroom toys.” I thought “oh boy, here we go” and within a few scenes right as my 5-year-old looked up from her snack, we get a glimpse of Sid wearing his “bedroom toy” while walking into the living space. I screamed “CLOSE YOUR EYES!” and she closed them tight and put her hands over her eyes. But it was too late. The damage had been done and I was left hearing “Eww! What the heck!” I turned the show off and said, “done with that.” Moments later we were laughing and enjoying the original, never disappointing How I Met Your Mother. This is where I rant. When shows do things, such as this, it makes the humor feel forced. It’s like the writers are attempting to force relatability or seem to think that their niche audience are horned up 20 somethings that use this language or actually do these things. By adding this type of humor into a show, it automatically lowers the comedy. If one can’t be funny without any type of vulgarity, then they are not funny to begin with. Another thing is, their target audience are people that first watched HIMYM early and are now older with many of them having kids. Parents should be able to watch shows in front of their children. And those without children should be able to choose whether or not they want to view obvious pornographic imagery or hear immodesty rather than it being involuntarily viewed. If I had to use one word to describe this spin-off it would be “tasteless.”