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Netflix presents this energizing animation series that follows a spacecaster called Clancy. In every episode, Clancy enters another experience as he talks with creatures from other universes. The opening comes at a zombie-desolated earth.
The Midnight Gospel cuts into viewer psyche with what feels like immense precision. In nearly every scene, I found some visual I enjoyed, one sentence I related to, or a feeling I thought only I'd had - no matter how overwhelmed I became.
The result is a little like Mr Benn for adults or, if you prefer, Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee, but with Jerry Seinfeld replaced by a pink cartoon human wearing nothing but a Gandalf hat and a hand towel to conceal his modesty.
The Midnight Gospel can be a little amusing at these times, simply for the "what the f--k" shock to your system, but it's not a sustainable concept because like the rest of those shocks, it numbs with repetition and time.
The Midnight Gospel made me laugh, think hard thoughts about things I never have, and contrary to many other shows, I can already imagine myself returning to Clancy and his strange, imperfect spacecast multiple times in the future.
It pairs a laid-back, talk-heavy approach with lavish, surrealist animation. But much like the podcast episodes it frames itself around, there's not much in the way of an ongoing narrative to reward viewers or justify a binge session.
The Midnight Gospel" is overloaded with so many ideas it often threatens to devolve into one of those ephemeral late-night Adult Swim gambits... but Ward (who directs every episode) always comes back to the plot.