The result, Girls, generated instant millennial buzz not all of it positive and Emmy love. It may deal with the lives of four unmarried, 20-something women in New York City, but its no Sex and the City, and thank the stars above for that. One of its characters, the shy virgin played by Zosia Mamet (daughter of David, and a recurring player on Mad Men), references that once-zeitgeist hit of female wish-fulfillment fantasy with a fawning voice and goo-goo eyes, but the knock at it is unmistakable, and appreciated.
Dunham, writing wise beyond her years and directing just fine, is front and center as Hannah, who, in the pilot, learns her parents (including Bosom Buddies Peter Scolari as her noncombative dad) are cutting the cord of financial support. Shes hopeful her publishing internship will turn into a real job, but it doesnt, and her love life fares no more success. Oh, shes getting laid on a constant basis its just with the most repulsive, uncaring beast a single gal should never get near.
Across all 10 half-hour episodes that compose HBOs box set (which includes Dunhams Twitter diary as a fun extra), its clear that the politically incorrect comedy already stands on firm footing, confident in its resolute archness. Example: Episode two, titled Vagina Panic, finds a plot in throwing a quasi-party for an abortion to be had by Jessa (Tiny Furniture vet Jemima Kirke, the shows weakest link), so indeed, Girls isnt for everyone. A skewed sense of humor is a must.
Dunham is in danger of having the entire show stole from under her by Hannahs bitchy roommate, Marnie (Allison Williams, daughter of NBC News anchor Brian Williams), but hey, isnt that just like real life? Heres hoping the soon-to-air sophomore season is as diabolically winning. Rod Lott