An AP story praises Duck Dynasty, the A&E hit now in its third season.
Typically, an unscripted series aims to jolt and titillate the viewer with the bizarreness of its characters and their weird lifestyle.
By contrast, the backwoods Louisiana setting of “Duck Dynasty” provides colorful trappings for a comfortably eccentric and engaging brood. Watching the Robertsons, you don’t look down on them as just a bunch of odd ducks. Instead, you may find yourself wanting to share a Mason jar of sweet tea with this quack pack and join their fun.
But that, of course, assumes you could hold your own with their down-home bons mots. These duckmen are funny!
In one scene last week, Willie Robertson, the self-proclaimed “redneck millionaire” who serves as the president of Duck Commander, weathered a fusillade of wisecracks as cantankerous uncle Si and brother Jase teased him about his reluctance to rough it during their planned duck-hunting trip.
Si: “Willie’s idea of roughing it is opening a garage door manually.”
Jase: “… Having the wrong comfort setting on his sleep-number bed.”
Si: “… Watching a DVD instead of Blu-ray.”
Jase: “… Having to unload his dishwater because (wife) Korie’s out of town.”
Si: “… Having a shower head that has only three bouffant settings.”
I started watching Duck Dynasty, skeptically, a few months ago. I wasn’t hooked instantly but it didn’t take long to get what the family is all about and what the show is really all about. It’s subversively conservative, God-friendly, family-friendly, work-friendly and tradition-friendly all at the same time.
And they’re not skeered of guns.