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Girls was raw. Girls was refreshing. Girls was realistic. It was also recalcitrant, rakish, restless, rude, repugnant, and ridiculous. Some of those are words I took from the Wikipedia page for Girls; others are from a Google search for “adjectives that start with r.”
When Girls first premiered, it made people feel things. This is what art does - it alters the viewer’s status quo, forcing a reaction at a chemical level. Art changes you, in ways you may not have anticipated or even wanted, but not in ways you find yourself able to ignore. Unrelatedly, this is also what a fire ant bite does.
I think that was enough verbal stalling and now I can admit that I have never seen an episode of Girls. This was not the product of some bold or meaningful choice on my part. It just wasn’t a show I watched, much like The Shield or Homeland or House of Cards or Bones. Girls might have been really good, or really bad, or both. Couldn’t say.
Anyways, here’s Sally Field.
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