*This piece is part of our Critics In Conversation series, where two writers offer different perspectives on the same film. Read Jillian Russell's review ...
*This piece is part of our Critics In Conversation series, where two writers offer different perspectives on the same film. Read Wesley Stenzel's review here, ...
*This piece is part of our Critics In Conversation series, where two writers offer different perspectives on the same film. Read Ryan Coleman's review here, an...
Positioned high over the La Brea Avenue stoplight, a billboard advertising Hulu’s dramedy Shrill, featuring the SNL’s endlessly lovable Aidy Bryant, stops traffic cold.
In her magenta bathing suit, knocking knees together, Bryant is a sick-thoughted modern take on Botticelli’s The Birth of Venus.
But if her character, Annie, is Shrill’s Venus and goddess of love and beauty, then who is the show’s Adonis, her doomed mortal lover?
It turns out he is Ryan.
And
Ryan sucks.
Immature, inconsiderate and incompetent, Ryan is the kind of guy who sends our heroine one-word texts reading “Fuck?” and expects her to leave through the back door when they’re finished so as to not annoy his roommates.
He’s a bona fide schlub, the definition of the emotionally stunted bare minimum with no discernible ambitions, and yet Annie keeps going back as he dangles commitment over her head. ...
I love you, America is something I haven’t thought in a while, and definitely haven’t said out-loud.The world has deflated more than ever this week, and Sarah Silverman is here to blow it all back up with a fresh premise for her weekly, half-hour show: put people in conversation who think differently from each other....