Oh Grow Up Review
New York Post, September 22, 1999
THE BROOKLYN CODGERS
A DOG named Mom whose barks are subtitled (with exclamation points!!!!) is but one of the predictable characters in Oh Grow Up, a wannabe comedy about three guys sharing a Brooklyn brownstone.
One of the guys (John Ducey) drove a stake into his marriage (to Rena Sofer) when he announced he is gay.
The good news is that the other two guys, a ladies' man (Stephen Dunham) and an aspiring artist (David Alan Basche), are fine with him sharing the house.
The bad news is they otherwise have little to recommend them.
Nor to distinguish them from the guys on most other Peter Pan sitcoms, even if the ostensible complications here are a teenage daughter (Niesha Trout) the ladies' man never knew he had and a shell-shocked wife only now comprehending her hubby's affinity for Celine Dion and Tarzan.
Can a guy who looks like John Tesh and acts like Sam Malone and thinks every woman is The One - even if he can't remember her name - earn the trust of an angry 18-year-old who looks like a "Jerry Springer" regular?
Can a husband and wife who are both searching for the perfect guy double date?
"Sooner or later, I am going to end up naked in bed with another man," says Ford (Ducey).
"Oh, yeah?," says Suzanne (Sofer), "Well, me, too. And just so you know: It's not all it's cracked up to be."
As fun couples go, they're no Jack and Karen, or Will and Grace. And Mom's no Eddie.
-- Michele Greppi