a review by Nalini Haynes
Wilfred is a chain-smoking, bong-smoking man dressed in a dog costume who is really a dog. Wilfred’s most consistent companion is a man-size Winnie the Pooh that Wilfred humps on a regular basis. Sarah is Wilfred’s owner, a thirty-ish woman who has just bought a run down 1950s weather board home somewhere in Melbourne. Adam is Sarah’s de facto, who claims to be a ‘Media Monitor’ or person who analyses information posted on the internet about stars for their information. Adam has no clients and for most of the season doesn’t look for work. Some guest appearances are made by other actors dressed as dogs, cats, a possum and even a cockatoo. Apparently Adam can understand and talk to the animals, but he is alone in this ability.
Plots vary across the season, with anything possible including Wilfred falling in love with a cat, spoofs of movies such as Fight Club and reality shows about vets. Some episodes offer social comment, such as looking at relationships, expectations, unemployment, use of anti-depressants and the impact of the household pet ruling the house. However most episodes more consistently focus on a crass sense of humour, foul language, drug use (anything from legal drugs through marijuana to cocaine) and sex. There is gratuitous human nudity, but the human sex scenes are discreet. It is the animal sex scenes that are far more explicit although these are tempered by the animals being humans in costume, so no actual sex is taking place.
Wilfred is a cross between Kath & Kim and Family Guy with South Park thrown in to supply the extra foul language, drug references etc. Not my normal viewing, but I thought I’d give it a go because it’s winning awards. Meh.
This review was previously published in Dark Matter issue 2, January 2011, and predated on this website to reflect the original publication date.