The premise of "All Worked Up" is simple: cameras follow around Bobby as he serves a variety of people summons papers and gauge their reactions. Well, kinda. The truth is the entire show is technically a reenactment, in that every scene is staged -- badly -- with every scene ending in some extremely cheesy fight or excuse to have attractive women expose themselves in some manner.
The stories tend to blend together, nothing really makes any of them stand out from the others. The person being served always overreacts to an absurd, unrealistic extreme, almost on cue. The feel is gritty in the sense that it seems it was produced on the budget of whatever they found in the parking lot before production began.
The only redeeming quality of this show is Bobby, whose voice makes him perfect for the ad industry. Expect to see him hocking feather dusters or on Sunday morning programming within the next few years.
