James Chance is adrift. He's a 24 year old high school drop out who still lives with his parents, and the longest job he's ever held is working for his father in his landscaping company. So, when a frantic woman bangs on the window of his van, what does he do? He takes her home. And so, little baby Hope is brought into the world, courtesy of Jimmy and a convicted serial killer's one-night-stand. With a new baby to care for, Jimmy (Lucas Neff) and the Chances' lower-lower-lower-middle class family discover that they all have a little something to learn about child-rearing and the bonds that hold them together.
Show creator Greg Garcia is no stranger to blue collar comedy, and fans will be able to see many similarities between this and My Name Is Earl in style and execution. The characters are a little dimwitted but they've got street-smarts and heart in spades, and that's what matters. The cast is bolstered with standout performances, especially Cloris Leachman as the senile Maw Maw, and the young-at-heart Burt Chance (Garret Dillahunt). Really, it's nothing particularly we haven't seen before, but the combination of one-liners and the characters' chemistry is positively charming. In an early episode, Virginia Chance (Martha Plimpton) tries to tell her son that her smoking had no adverse health effects on him as a child. His response? "...I had asthma the first 17 years of my life. I've got seven permanent teeth that still haven't come in. And I'm allergic to fruit....fruit!" It's all about the delivery, and the core cast carries it well.
One of the most remarkable things about Raising Hope is its consistency and the tendency to always balance between the extremes - none of the episodes ever fall into abysmal territory, but none quite reach the echelons of comedy genius, and that's okay. The show doesn't try to be that, instead opting for a mixture of relatability and enabling the viewers to laugh at the thickheaded antics that often propels the Chance's misfortune. Lightheartedness drives the premise forward, but it is balanced with some occasionally dark moments, such as Jimmy having to cover Hope's eyes while they watch her mother get electrocuted in the pilot. The same standard of consistency can be held in terms of offensive content. It's not particularly innocuous but certainly doesn't plumb the depraved depths for material. An episode that involves Jimmy trying to get their house off the sex offender registry so that he can get Hope into a good daycare (Burt was caught canoodling with Virginia at a young age) ends up that everyone except Burt, ends up unintentionally getting charged for sexual offenses. Crazy Maw Maw frequently takes off her shirt, much to the disgust of the rest of the Chances.
The show is already in the middle of its fourth season, but the first three seasons remain on Netflix. In fact, I've seen the first several episodes three times now and have successfully converted all of my friends into fans. If you’re able to bypass a few of the infrequent sexual references, the show remains a consistent source of entertainment. Don't start watching it expecting to be blown away by sharp dialogue and originality, instead, watch it for the comic performances and chemistry that succeed in recreating some classic sitcom magic.