Television critic Emily Nussbaum has an outstanding piece on Sex and the City—and how it lost its "good name"—in this week’s New Yorker. When people tell the story of quality television, Nussbaum argues, they talk about The Sopranos and the raft of other HBO shows that followed. They might acknowledge Sex and the City, but their scorn is palpable: “It might as well have been a tourism campaign for a post-Rudolph Giuliani, de-ethnicized Gotham awash in money,” writes Brett Martin, author of Difficult Men: Behind the Scenes of a Creative Revolution: From ‘The Sopranos’ and ‘The Wire’ to ‘Mad Men’ and ‘Breaking Bad.’
But Sex and the City [...]
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In appreciation, there will be no angry post about The Newsroom today. See, HBO, how we can help each other out? One shirtless pic of John Gallagher, Jr. with "Hey, Ladies of the Hairpin" in lipstick on his chest, and the posts could stop for good.
Instead, you may use this comment thread to discuss The Todd Akin Situation, which would be a great name for a queer punk band. See also: "That Whole Thing."
Here is what we know about the girls on Girls (the first episode of which is now on YouTube). They are lean and they are leggy, they have fat thighs and they have smart mouths, they call each other at work to discuss the details of their STDs, they get into tipsy arguments with their exes, they post up in bars to avoid unpleasant truths, they make out with strange boys in stairwells, they hate their boyfriends' best friends and they flirt with mysterious men on the street.
Are these Girls like the girls we know? Some girls who watched Girls last night thought so, although others did not, [...]