But I love this show. Season Three has legs. Great writing and cast. Direction with a keen eye and ear for how Angelenos speak, dress and behave. Or maybe the direction sucks, who knows? Because the writers and actors already know who and what they are portraying. They are flaying the seamy, but not infrequently hilarious, horrid and enlightening underbelly of the devilish hog that is Hollywood. They know these are the moves, the attitudes, the Great Way of Babylon. And they make it funny, and also, at turns, sickeningly real. That's some pretty good irony there, given the series title.
As I said, I hate to admit lines like these are hilarious:
"Oh wait. Does his daughter have cancer? " "No cancer." "Oh damn it!"
It's unreal and yet, it works so well given what we know about how show business really is today, already. It's horrible, its unreal, and what's a bunch of top-knotch pros in TV in LA to do in this work environment? Simple really: produce Unreal. Best therapy for the Real Hollywood blues.
As I said, I hate to admit lines like these are hilarious:
"Oh wait. Does his daughter have cancer? " "No cancer." "Oh damn it!"
It's unreal and yet, it works so well given what we know about how show business really is today, already. It's horrible, its unreal, and what's a bunch of top-knotch pros in TV in LA to do in this work environment? Simple really: produce Unreal. Best therapy for the Real Hollywood blues.
