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My hopes for HBO's "Girls"

HBO’s teaser trailer for Lena Dunham’s upcoming series Girls proves that everybody on television is having sex.

If that sounds too broad for you, let me put it another way—every girl on television and living in New York City is having sex. It might not be attractive or pretty or without use of the word ‘lube,’ but it’s something that is happening. In fact, it’s probably better television fare if it’s kind of gross. Gritty and unattractive are the new ‘honest’—like Kristen Wiig’s sex scene in BRIDESMAIDS or all the dark jokes in 2 Broke Girls. Sex has returned to its rightful place in the bottom of the gutter, and most female-centric comedies this season aren’t afraid to lay in it. It’s clear that the Sex and The City look-at-all-of-my-pretty-shoes-Lady is dead, only to be replaced by a vintage dress-wearing version who can’t stop rolling her eyes. She’s your new girl of the moment, and she’s certainly prevalent in Girls. She’s poor. She’s in charge of her sexual prowess but barely in charge of everything else, including her flailing limbs. No, I’m kidding, she’s not really in charge of anything because he’s not calling her back.

If you’re familiar with Dunham’s film TINY FURNITURE, this trailer seems like classic Lena fare. Released in 2010 to much critical appraise, it’s a movie where she filmed herself and her real family and the struggles that comes with being a post-grad lady with the burden of a degree and a brain. There’s a lot of the same people in this show, the same sardonic wit, and the same slow trudge to the honest-but-insightful-party. If you’re not familiar, you should know that this show is going to be produced by Judd Apatow, and that it’s considerably out of the box for him. No Seth Rogen, for instance. The weed jokes are replaced by texting and Twitter jokes. Twitter’s really relevant now. You’ve seen the Sh*t Girls Say viral vid with Juliette Lewis, right?

A lot of women have hope for this show. It’s a dark light in the tunnel of a sea of disappointing comedies for women. Let’s hope it stays gritty. Let’s hope it doesn’t get gross for the sake of gross. Let’s hope it’s an honest look at an age demographic that isn’t always represented (call me). From what I can tell, it’s not glossy, doesn’t have a laugh track, and has the same kind of gray hue living in New York City as a poor 20-something often does. It will also be said in every single review or bit about this piece that Lena Dunham isn’t a supermodel. I’m sure she’s tired of hearing it, but it’s refreshing in the way that I’m not a supermodel, either. Just like a lot of girls are not—having a good hair day is monumental and not ‘Kat Dennings effortless.’ I still want to have sex and watch shows about me, too! Now let’s just see if this particular one makes us (and everybody else) laugh. You’ll have to wait until April to find out.