The Second Season of Chappelle’s Show is some serious Next Level Shit.
Think of Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction or Wes Anderson’s Rushmore. Pulp Fiction was on a whole other level from Reservoir Dogs. Rushmore, as well, was on a whole other level from Bottle Rocket.
What about The Bends by Radiohead? Or A Rush Of Blood To The Head by Coldplay? Serious Next Level Shit compared to Pablo Honey or Parachutes, respectively.
So is the Second Season of Chappelle’s Show. It’s just that funny. And, that is one of the earmarks of true talent, in my opinion. When the second artistic production put out is on a whole new level of quality from the debut.
