It’s Parents Day at Beaver Falls, which means it’s time for camp director Bobby to kiss up to the parents for money and to try his best to limit the damage his three British counselors and their “Chunk Bunk” are able to cause. It’s only the future of the camp that hangs in the balance.
Things don’t start out too promising as the early part of the episode unravels lurid details from the previous night’s drunken debauchery in cabin 17. The cabin resembles Sunday morning at a frat house and A-rab awakens – clothed for once – underneath the porch with a girl talking about how special last night was.
With the exception of jock-turned-fat camper Brandon, the chunk bunkers don’t have any parents coming to visit so they’re not the least bit interested in putting on any kind of show for the parents that have arrived. The sooner the day is over for them, the better, especially for Brandon who has to spend the whole day convincing his dad he’s still in with the jocks and hasn’t been kicked out of their gang because of the muscle (weight) he put on since last year.
The chunk bunkers plan to lay low for the day is foiled when Rick Jr.’s father – famous golfer Rick Traviata! – shows up unannounced to the ecstatic elation of everyone but Rick Jr. It turns out Traviata isn’t just a famous golfer, but an icon to Barry, who spent many an afternoon back home in England trying to master his video game and a meal ticket with a huge target on his back for Bobby.
Much of the episode’s plot revolves around Traviata and what we later learn is a custody dispute with his wife over camper Rick Jr., a pretentious book worm who is embarrassed by his father’s celebrity and lack of interest in literature. In between scenes of Traviata hamming it up for the crowd at a softball game and trying to get Bobby off his back, we have a couple of love story subplots.
This first involves a forming love triangle between A-rab, his one-night stand girl and Rachael, who we find trying to shed her good girl Christian tag by drinking a whole bottle of hard liquor when she hears of A-rab’s overnight tryst. The second is Barry’s ongoing hail mary to win over the heart of the lifeguard with the buff boyfriend. Despite impressing on the softball field, Barry ends up looking Jake’s equal in the maturity department but then finds a confidant by the lake in his less than heroic icon Traviata.
Now halfway through the series, Beaver Falls is proving to be an enjoyable show despite its many flaws. Sure, the summer camp motifs are predictable, but the British twist on the genre still serves as an interesting treatise on an American pasttime that manages to be enjoyably endearing even when it is in many ways is just as predictable summer in and summer out as its many depictions suggest.