Critic Reviews

They're at their ridiculous best.

It's witty, irreverent, and joyously juvenile.

The material works more often than not because the guys are completely shameless, which makes them difficult to dislike.

Trios of twentysomething slackers are hardly a new construct--see "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia," among recent examples--but there's always room for more when the group is as brazen, funny and drug-addled as the gang in Workaholics.

I can't say I found much of Workaholics especially funny, but neither do I have it in my heart to hate it. On a craft level, it's very nicely made, the actors are weirdly appealing, and its spirit is not mean, but sweet.

The guys of Workaholics could stand to try a new thing or two.

The pilot's simple conceit--avoid the dreaded office drug test--is padded with an almost endless amount of jokes involving bodily waste, genitalia, and more bodily waste. Which is fine by me, if only they didn't commit an unforgivable sin for a show about potheads: trying too hard.

Weirdly, both the pilots of Breaking In and Comedy Central's execrable new time-waster Workaholics include multiple references to urine.

Workaholics is crude, dumb lowbrow comedy, which means it's doing fine right up until the last requirement of the genre, which is that it should be funny. Workaholics is not.