This is a story about two men. Two black men. They are both tall. They are both straight. One lives in TV LA, the other lives in TV Chicago.
This is Brad.
This is Winston.
Brad, played by Damon Wayans Jr on ABC’s Happy Endings, an improv-heavy ensemble comedy about six friends in Chicago with lots of that quick, pop culture riffing that has become the tone de jour since 30 Rock and Community, is a metrosexual with a pair of great, pearly white teeth and a hot, ultra type-A white wife Jane (Eliza Coupe).
Winston, played by Larmone Morris on Fox’s New Girl, an improv-lite ensemble comedy about three men and one girl living in a loft in LA with the will they/won’t they non-tension of imminent copulation always, perpetually on the horizon, is a black man who played basketball in Latvia for some time. He likes the musical Wicked. That’s about it for Winston. Read the rest of this entry »
So New Girl may not be that bad.
I find myself watching every episode each week and smiling often. Sometimes I even laugh.
This does not mean that Zooey Deschanel’s character has gotten any better, because she has not. But there’s a chemistry developing between the cast members, Winston (Lamorne Bishop) is no longer as awkward as he once was. And Schmidt (Max Greenfield), well Schimdt is actually hilarious.
Schmidt has all the makings to become the next Barney Stinson or Sheldon Cooper, characters who elevate otherwise mediocre shows.
Not the best example of Schmidtness, but a good start.
I like Zooey Deschanel. I’m not obsessed with her the way that certain nerdy, pleasantly overweight white guys seem to be, but I do like her. (Well, as much as I can like a famous actress I don’t know.)
She’s always projected an affable front, such as in this nice profile of her in New York. (Speaking of, the cover shot of her is really freaky. She looks like an airbrushed alien. A rare misstep for a great magazine).
But even I had to cringe when I saw the ads for her new Fox comedy New Girl. Women acting awkward has become the default mode for so many female-driven vehicles. What happened to cool, sardonic Zooey in Almost Famous? Or jaded, blonde Zooey in Elf?
Seriously. What is with the self-deprecating shtick these days? Everyone from Tina Fey to Sarah Jessica Parker (perhaps the most egregious offender) seem obligated to play hapless, frazzled plain Janes. Can we get some assertive women up in here? Read the rest of this entry »