Old Money (The Simpsons Episode) - Reception

Reception

In its original American broadcast, "Old Money" finished thirty-sixth in the ratings for the week of March 25–31, 1991, with a Nielsen Rating of 12.4. It was the highest-rated show on the Fox network that week. The episode was released in video collection on May 4, 1994, called The Simpsons Collection, together with the episode "Dancin' Homer".

Since airing, the episode has received mixed reviews from television critics. The authors of the book I Can't Believe It's a Bigger and Better Updated Unofficial Simpsons Guide, Warren Martyn and Adrian Wood, wrote: "A wonderful episode, very sad but ultimately uplifting, with great one-liners (particularly from Grampa)." Colin Jacobson of DVD Movie Guide was not as positive. He said, "With 'Old Money', we find easily the crummiest episode of season two. Actually, I’d call this clunker the only bad show of the year." He went on to say, "I guess 'Old Money' wasn’t a truly terrible episode, as it included a few funny moments. However, it seemed like one of the sappiest Simpsons episodes ever. The program became inundated with sentiment, and it did little to leaven that tide. In a generally strong season, 'Old Money' stands out as the only real clunker."

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