By now, we should all have come to realize and acknowledge the comic genius of Eugene Levy. From that prototypical, Canadian sketch comedy show, SCTV, that also gave us the late, great John Candy and also the equally incomparable Catherine O'Hara, to the faux-documentaries he co-wrote with Christopher Guest (I refuse to call anything a "mockumentary," even Spinal Tap dang it!), to his very own production company that he created so he and his equally hilarious son, Dan, could co-star (w/Catherine, of course) in the aptly named Schitt's Creek. So I am not sure who initially thought to take a home-body and confirmed curmudgeon like Eugene, who'd done surprisingly little travel (surprising to me, as somebody whose first million would be spent exclusively on it), and plop him into the widest range of cultural, geographical & gastronomical situations one could've imagined and then just trail his every move to see what happened. But it's a solid idea for comedy gold-so long as it's a lone, anxious, fish-out-of-water Eugene Levy. I think it helps if the viewer loves travel; hence, being astonished that our protagonist doesn't.
