As I mentioned in my previous post, the guys finished watching the freakin' show last night and it's over. I saw one of the final episodes, it was alright.
So let's do a recap of what I think about the show before we shut it out of our consciousness.
The good part: it had some lovable characters. Sloan was adorable. Some women were really sweet. Vincent chase, annoying and stupid as he may have been, could be likeable at times. At there were so many cute women, all around. It was a feast for the eyes.
The bad parts, let's go.
The show had women around like furniture. I have no problems with sexualisation of women, as long as they're also portrayed as real people with emotions and feelings, aspirations and hope, and as successful persons. The show took no interest in doing that. There are dozens of women in every episode, just for the sake of the ass and tits, to show they can afford to have mindblowingly hot women around. We don't get to know anything about them, except they're hot and they like to fuck our characters. Such a reductive take at a whole half of the freaking population was dated even for ten years ago. Show us hot women, please, we love it, but also show us more about them. Make us care! Don't just sprinkle them around like toys or decorations. The show was annoying like that. If you consider that to be toxic, sure, I won't disagree with you. It wasn't intentional I'd argue, the mediocrity of the creators and directors didn't let them see beyond the shallow portrayal.
The other part was how mindblowingly attractive, successful, well-off, kind-hearted, generous, powerful women would chase after extremely mediocre lazy-ass not very attractive men who the show couldn't convince had anything going for them. They were the protagonists, and we still thought they were losers. But the women, these amazing women, saw some wild animal spirit to chase after these wild beasts, the kavorka men. It was unbelievable. It would have worked as a joke, for one character like Seinfeld did with Kramer, but when you make out every sad pathetic loser of a man to be a kavorkan spirit, it gets tiring. The show takes itself too serious. Gross.
There was also no story and real stakes in the show until the very end. A bad thing is about to happen, everyone freaks out, in the end it's fixed somehow, and by the next episode they're aspiring for greater things. Everyone, and when I say 'one' I mean 'man', fails upwards, and keeps on failing and failing and failing, up. It gets boring and predictable. The characters, whom we find charming and likeable, overstay their welcome and become some gross bloated Trumpian versions of themselves by the end.
The truth is, these are very very sick men who needs hours of therapy every day to just begin getting a sense of how truly fucked they are and how much suffering and pain they've caused to people around them. The show itself makes that clear! But instead of delving into these interesting topics, it instead decides to enable these broken human beings into ignoring their faults, and encourages them as they careen into one disaster after another.
Honestly, by the last few seasons, it got tiring to watch the show. It was joyless, the characters were not lovable, the story was not enticing enough, there was nothing going on for us. Just the fact that we'd been watching it for so long, we couldn't go without it. And that's the worse thing that can happen to a tv show.
Entourage watching is over in our household, and good riddance for that.
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