BY Maggie Carr in Boob Tube on Mar 18, 2013 |
This season, LD and her motley crew have tested the boundaries of the gals-in-the-city genre: we’ve seen elements of family drama, buddy comedy, and horror (yes, I’m still having Q-Tip nightmares). This episode, we go full-on rom-com. Where’s Shane West when you need him? (Hint: not here.)
“I can like your cock and not be a whore.”
I’m loath to re-open the box of shittiness that was last week’s episode, but I feel ... Read More
BY Maggie Carr in Boob Tube on Mar 11, 2013 |
Pictured: the face I'm making right now.
Guys, we need to talk about this episode. Real talk. Help me work this through, because whoa, Nelly, am I having trouble doing it on my own.
Shoshanna confesses her misdeeds to Ray. Kinda.
“I held hands with a doorman!” she exclaims. SURE, Shosh. We’ve all held hands with a doorman, ifyaknowwhaddamean. Ray thinks it’s cute and kisses her patronizingly on the forehead. Shoshanna is still filled with ... Read More
BY Maggie Carr in Boob Tube on Mar 04, 2013 |
It’s hot in the city. Tempers are flaring, milk is spoiling, and deadlines are approaching—and it appears that everything’s about to come to a head.
Shosh, Ray, and Marnie discuss Jessa’s disappearance. Nobody seems to be all that worried, which is convenient, because neither am I. Marnie is wearing stupid-looking pigtails. It’s not a good look—but then again, neither is stalking mournfully off into the sunset when Shoshanna ... Read More
BY Maggie Carr in Boob Tube on Feb 25, 2013 |
Hannah and Jessa take a break from their exhausting lives as Professional Semi-Depressed and/or Painfully Writer’s-Blocked Persons to go frolic in the woods upstate. Specifically, they’re going to visit Jessa’s estranged father, because what we all need right now is more forced drama in Jessa Land.
Père Jessa, a paranoid, addict-y mess, eventually appears and hauls them back to the family abode. Ka-POW! Suddenly we’ve apparated into ... Read More
BY Maggie Carr in Boob Tube on Feb 18, 2013 |
Fresh off her completely and totally unrealistic tryst with Patrick Wilson*, Hannah lands a book deal! It’s an e-book, which is whatever, but the deal is brokered by John Cameron Mitchell and she publicly vomits afterward. Can’t keep a good woman down.
We then swoop into Capri-Panted Ewok’s Den of Iniquity, where he and Marnie are acting very, very couple-y—but not emotionally stirring, Hannah-and-Adam-in-better-times couple-y, just ... Read More