Tonight, everyone except me will be watching Lena Dunham's series.
-PJ Gach
Why won't I be on the HBO Girls bandwagon? I don't like it.
Originally, I was going to write a deep, thoughtful essay, complete with multisyllabic words like "zeitgeist," "Juggernaut, " etc and so forth. Similar to Op Eds I've written for The New York Post.
Then I thought, "Fuck it." I don't like show. It irritates me. It annoys me. I'm just going to be blunt, not elegant.
The mewling, whinging, navel-gazing, self-importance of it all makes my skin itch and my attention wander.
Watching self-entitled, self-involved characters who feel that the world needs to stop and applaud them because mummy and daddy did, makes me want to scream.
Yes, my response to Girls is simply a visceral one. I've met too many of these "Wunderkind in their own head" people in real life, to want to waste time following a fictional crew of the same characters.
And, I hate to say it, but Hannah reminds me so much of B, who I knew in college. Same obsessive behaviour about someone who didn't like her. Same intent upon being the voice of her generation, but when real work came into being, was just "too above it all to start at the bottom."
I'm also tired of Lena Dunham being lauded as a creative genius. She did get huge breaks, but honestly if her parents weren't successful artists, she'd be like dozens of super talented people who are not making it in the business. Through connections, she was able to get doors opened. I'm not saying she's not talented. If she wasn't talented, those doors, once opened, would've slammed shut in her face.
I do wonder how many other creative people, not lucky to have doors opened for them, are starving or giving up their dreams because people don't want to listen to them. I'm sure the number is pretty high.
Having seen Tiny Furniture, and the one or one and half episodes I watched of Girls, I noticed the same tropes. The same conceits like bathing whilst eating and having deep conversations.
Is Aura like Hannah? In a lot of ways yes, and in some ways no.
Either way, watching over-privileged people fwop, flail and flip around like fish on a pier because they're not being told they're as fabulous as their parents think they are by the world is not my form of entertainment.
