You have to be a dinosaur to not be using Netflix these days. The novelty of having the easy streaming of a ton of movies and most importantly, seasons of the most popular TV shows may have worn off, but Netflix has kept itself interesting. What Netflix has managed to do in recent years is step over its competitors in online screening and start to produce some its own ‘original’ series, many of which are actually pretty good.
You may have heard of Orange Is the New Black and House of Cards, both of which were early shows commissioned by and distributed solely on Netflix and garnered critical acclaim. Likewise everybody’s talking about Narcos, which tells the story of infamous coke kingpin Pablo Escobar, again widely garnering a fan base. But one show, is a must, especially if you enjoy a certain quirky humour.
Season 1 of Love is new to 2016. Produced by none other than film funny man Judd Apatow, it premises over a couple of thirty-somethings who although miss-matched in every way spark a friendship. Like Apatow’s films Love has a true blend of geeky innocence and radical no-fucks-given-ness which, above all else keeps you wanting more story and keeps giving the awkwardness laughs throughout. The star is Gillian Jacobs who plays Mickey, the troubled and troublesome female lead. Her male counterpart is Paul Rust, as Gus, the typical awkward geek who somehow finds himself knee-deep in pussy all of a sudden.
What I like about Love is its quirky and carefree. What I love about Love is it has Paul Rust(by the way he’s also producer and co-writer) scoring tail way beyond his capabilities. In a similar vein to Rogen in Knocked-Up its the triumph of the underdog, except Mickey is kind-of fucked up herself, so the swing of power is a little more even. Watch out in the early episodes for Mickeys boyfriend (soon to be ex) who looks like KG from Tenacious D – miscast much? Also shout out to Andy Dick who’s hilarious in one the episodes, notably in one scene where he’s high A F on the metro.