While this first episode stumbled in places, I'm looking forward to the next nine. Hints of a Marnie-and-Charlie reconciliation are obvious, and it'll be interesting to see if future episodes offer more insight into Jessa (Jemima Kirke)—in this one, we see her only briefly, rudely jumping a taxi line at the airport with new husband/tool Thomas John, back from their whirlwind honeymoon. Despite its problems, Girls is a womancentric portrayal of twentysomethings that may not represent the whole of a generation but, keeping critiques in mind, can feel pretty damn familiar. And that’s a good thing.
“You have to watch this show; the first few episodes are the most reactionary critique of sexually liberated Brooklyn possible; it’s a dystopia.”
Paraphrased, that’s what one wise friend told me last year about “Girls,” the HBO series that captured best Comedy Series at the Golden Globes last night, along with a Best Actress nod for its creator, producer, and star Lena Dunham. The show also premiered its second season last night.
The series has become something of a fixation for the overclass. It is our financial crisis era-hipster version of “Sex and the City,” but written by a woman! The boys at Slate are learning to love it. The new editor of Gawker hates it. Good grief, even Esquire has episode recaps now.
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