Fuckit. I’m officially going on record as saying that one of the best shows on television right now (or the interwebs, technically) is BoJack Horseman, an animated Netflix original series featuring some downright brilliant writing with a heaping dose of existential subtext and a whole bevy of comedic talent (Will Arnett, Amy Sedaris, Alison Brie, Paul F. Tompkins, Stanley Tucci, Aaron Paul, Patton Oswalt, Wendie Malick, Alan Arkin, John Krasinski, etc., etc.), and yet, for some reason, apparently NOBODY’S WATCHING THE GODDAMN THING!?!?!
What is wrong with people? Would we really rather be watching trite, shallow bullshit like Big Brother or The Real Housewives of [Fill-in-the-Blank] than this brilliantly underrated modern existentialist masterpiece? Honestly, for any ’90s animation fans out there, the show is like The Critic meets Duckman with a healthy dose of The Maxx thrown in for good measure. This is the show I’ve been missing all my life.
Wanda: “Well, I’m sorry that things have been so hard for you, but that doesn’t give you the right to be shitty to me. I can’t be around someone who’s just fueled by bitterness and negativity.”
BoJack: “Well, then, what are you doing here?”
Wanda: “What happened, BoJack?”
BoJack: “Same thing that always happens. You didn’t know me. Then you fell in love with me. And now you know me.”
Wanda: “You know, it’s funny… when you look at someone with rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.”
Yup. Ain’t that the fuckin’ truth.