A strange night Chez Richard, Stayed in, avoiding my customary tour around Dublin’s finest night clubs and jazz bars, schmoozing and shooting the breeze with the glitterati, and instead, I binge watched Orange is the New Black. I drank some fennel, cardamom and chicory tea (or as one of the urchins from my Street in Dunlaoghaire used to call it, “Homo Tea”) and avoided doing anything productive. Made a ‘dinner’ of smoked pepper mackerel (eaten cold and out of the packaging) and a small bowl of Bombay Mix. This is the kind of pungent fare that guys eat when there’s no one around to complain about their breath afterwards! Normally I wouldn’t watch a programme in which every male character is a complete putz, and this rules out more programmes than you’d think, but the female cast in this is so good that it made up for the misandry. The writers try to show how women’s lives and women’s friendships and interactions between women differ from the male equivalents. At least I think that’s what they’re trying to do, and its not a bad attempt. Also the series lampoons a few ‘types’ that are no my all-time ‘Menolikee List’: American Evangelicals, Pompous Yuppies and Rednecks (the US variant – don’t get all upset if you’re from Ireland!!! LOL). The fiancé character is impossible to tolerate at all. An utter putz. I gave the first episode two stars (for effort) but I have to admit, there’s some good stuff in it – I’m edging toward four stars now.
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 00:14:33 +0000
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