Last April, I was enjoying a very typical Sunday. A few of my friends
came over to watch the afternoon baseball games, eat some pizza, and cap
it all off with a little Sunday night TV. It's a routine many people
are familiar with, and since HBO, AMC, and Showtime have been
consistently pumping out excellent programming for several years now,
it's a routine that has become both comfortable and reliable. But that
all changed last April.
As Eastbound & Down came to a close, HBO's program interlude
announced there would be a series premier of a new show starting in just
a few minutes. We made the executive decision to give the new show a
test run and the rest as they say is history. That's because every
Sunday which followed that fateful night, our small man-tribe reconvened
to sit and watch GIRLS together.
Now I know what you want to ask...why would a group of self-proclaimed
straight guys cram onto a couch with each other and watch this show?
Well, it's not a question that will be answered here. It just happened
and it's going to keep on happening as long as the show is running.
Since day one, we've watched this show and been equal parts entertained,
horrified, confused, and empowered. Entertained because, frankly, the
show is well-written and cleverly conceived; horrified because the
character arcs resemble the social tendencies of our friends a bit too
closely; confused because for a group of 25 year old males, there is
nothing as perplexing as a bunch of 25 year old females; empowered
because our earliest convictions on the grade school playgrounds about
girls being icky, cootie-infested lunatics appeared to be holding
water.
My name is Matt, and for better or worse this is my blog. Many of the
posts will be my own but I'll be receiving help all season long from my
room mates and friends who watch the show by my side. Their names,
unlike mine, will be protected with aliases so as to ensure their
friendships, relationships, and employment status as long as the blog is
running. We hope you enjoy our comments, questions, and ruminations on
all things GIRLS.
I'm sorry.
