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CELEBRATING ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE YEARS OF EDITORIAL FREEDOM
If one of the defining themes of “Girls” is that things don’t turn out the way we think they will, then the last 38 minutes of the show’s six-year run certainly embodied this concept.
But “Girls” is a purposely untidy show, based on incremental growth and a realistic lack of easy closure. It reflects my life better than those closure-heavy sitcoms.
Personally, I haven’t figured out what I think or feel about this show. But I also think it's a story worth telling.
The boys are such nincompoops that they dilute everything to its very essence, and by watching I am able to take part.
If TV’s taught me anything, it’s that the shows you care about never truly leave you. They continue to inform the way you watch whatever will come up next. And, in the era of peak TV, there will always be something up next.
The show strikes an effective balance among its different storylines.
Its final season is nothing short of stunning.
Though now Selina is free to explore who she is outside of the White House, it seems that the show’s writers are still figuring out what this looks like.
While somewhat repetitive, the show’s gags continue to produce laughs, and Archer remains as cynical and hilarious as ever.
Besides the show’s clever sports humor and offbeat existentialism, what’s most intriguing about “Brockmire” is how it deconstructs its eponymous subject.